The heartthrob villain is beautiful and sassy

"I want Jiang Yue to die; I want her concubine to fall in love with me and be tortured by me for the rest of her life!"

After Jiang Yao accepted the memory, she heard a resentful sentence.

When she woke up, it was dark.

The time she transmigrated now was before the poetry conference started, and it was also the time when Jiang Yue first showed her talent.

Jiang Yao felt tightness in her chest, so she sat up and coughed a few times.

The original owner's health is not very good, the kind that would pant after walking for a long time.

Jiang Yao closed her eyes and felt for a while, and found that her own body could not practice martial arts. If she wanted to strengthen her body, she could only nourish it slowly, and she also had to exercise on weekdays.

But even so, this body can only live for ten years at most, and this can only be achieved through careful maintenance.

After she sat up, she took a breath of cold air, and her throat couldn't stop itching, and she coughed lightly.

She clutched her chest for a while, then raised her eyes and saw a black figure standing in front of her.

That was her hidden guard, Lin Yi.

Lin Yi died in front of Jiang Yao because he resisted the order and insisted on protecting Jiang Yao, so he was beheaded and executed directly.

When the head fell to the ground, it rolled at Jiang Yue's concubine's feet and was kicked away like garbage.

Lin Yi's current age should be 15 years old, one year older than the current Jiang Yao, so his voice is in the period of changing, hoarse: "Miss, do you need me to find a doctor?"

"No need." Jiang Yao froze for a moment when she heard her own voice, which was thin, weak and soft.

Lin Yi was silent for a moment, then walked to the table beside him and poured Jiang Yao a glass of water.

"Miss, drink some water."

Jiang Yao took the water glass from Lin Yi's hand. When the water entered the mouth, the temperature was just right, neither hot nor cold, warm and comfortable.

After Jiang Yao drank it, she felt her throat improved a lot.

"Thank you Yiyi, step back." Jiang Yao slowly finished drinking the glass of water, and then returned the glass to Lin Yi, commanding in a warm voice.

"Yes." As soon as Lin took the water glass, he disappeared in front of Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao leaned against the bed and closed her eyes.

In fact, people like Jiang Yue are very easy to deal with, as long as she is labeled a heretic, she can die without a whole body in this era.

The hard part is the latter task.

Jiang Yao guessed that what the original owner wanted was to see Jiang Yue killed by the men in her previous life, so she needed to gain the favorability of those men.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yao couldn't help but feel a chill.

Or forget about not doing the tasks in this world, when Jiang Yao was thinking, she tapped her finger on the bed board.

Lin Yi's hoarse voice sounded suddenly: "Miss, what's the matter?"

Jiang Yao paused, opened her eyes and looked at Lin Yi shaking her head, "No, I just want to tell you that I'm going to sleep."

"Okay, miss."

As soon as Lin finished speaking, he disappeared again.

Jiang Yao lay down, but fell asleep soon.

After a while, her breathing became steady and regular.

Before dawn today, the maids have already filed in from the door, ready to dress up Jiang Yao.

Her personal maid, Xiaoyu, first helped Jiang Yao to wash up, and then took Jiang Yao to dress up. Xiaoyu was very skillful, and quickly combed Jiang Yao's hair bun and inserted an ice blue phoenix for Jiang Yao. Eye emerald hairpin.

Today Jiang Yao is going to show up at the poetry conference, so her makeup and clothes are mainly light and elegant.

Jiang Yao saw her own appearance in the blurred bronze mirror. She had a bright face, but her complexion was pale, which added to her feeling of sickness. Under the black eyebrows were a pair of beautiful eyes with a bright light, and her lips were pale. It looks so cute.

Wearing a long light blue dress draped over her body, she was already stunning.

Xiaoyu also prepared a light blue veil for Jiang Yao, but it was only worn when she was out of the house. She thoughtfully put it away, looked at Jiang Yao and praised sincerely: "Missy is going to the poetry conference today, but I want you to let me go." Many young masters can't take their eyes off you, and the eldest lady is so talented."

Jiang Yao's eyes were slightly bent, and she whispered softly: "You are the only one who can talk poorly."

After dressing up Jiang Yao, Xiaoyu helped Jiang Yao go to the banquet hall for dinner.

Prime Minister Jiang and Mistress Jiang were already in the dining room.

When the two saw Jiang Yao, they both softened their eyes at the same time.

Mistress Jiang said softly: "Yao'er, did you rest well yesterday?"

When Jiang Yao walked to the dinner table, she greeted the two Wei Weifu first, and then answered Mistress Jiang's words:

"Mother Lao is concerned, so it is natural to be comfortable at home."

Prime Minister Jiang looked at Jiang Yao lovingly and said, "Today's poetry conference, can you show Dad the leader?"

Jiang Yao smiled and said: "If this is what father wants, Yao'er will do her best."

"Hahaha! Alright, as expected of Yao'er, let those aristocrats in the capital know that my son is not inferior to a man!"

After Jiang Yao and the two had a pleasant breakfast, they got into the carriage prepared for themselves and went to the venue of the poetry conference.

Her carriage is extraordinarily luxurious, not only are four horses driving together, but also the sedan chair is made of hard and expensive golden sandalwood.

Jiang Yao's carriage was followed by a small sedan chair, in which was Jiang Yue.

Jiang Yue was on the carriage, opened the curtain curiously and looked outside, her maid said a little embarrassed: "Second Miss, let's put down the curtain, you haven't left the cabinet yet, it's not appropriate for others to see your appearance."

Jiang Yue curled her lips and said, "Pedantry, there are people coming and going on the street, why don't you see them avoiding them?"

Her maid felt a faint suffocation, but couldn't say anything.

How can a commoner be compared with the son of an official?

She wanted to say something else, but seeing Jiang Yue's excited look, the maid chose to shut up.

I don't know when it started, but the second young lady changed from her submissive look to this carefree look.

Although it looks much happier than before, such behavior is really inappropriate.

Jiang Yao sat on the sedan chair and closed her eyes to rest, while Xiaoyu said softly at the side: "Miss, the second lady opened the curtain over there to look around, revealing her face, it's too embarrassing."

Jiang Yao frowned slightly when she heard the words. When she wanted to say something, her throat felt itchy. She coughed lightly, and raised her hand with a handkerchief to cover it up.

Xiao Yu patted Jiang Yao's back, annoyed: "I'm sorry, Missy, I shouldn't have told you, I'll let someone notify Missy[-] right now."

Jiang Yao closed her eyes and waved her hands, obviously agreeing with Xiaoyu's behavior.

In memory, Jiang Yue met eyes with one of the concubines just because he opened the curtain.