Abandoned Daughter from a Noble Family: Poison to the World

Yang Guanyin loves precious metals such as gold. When people see them, they know they are precious.

At the same time, they knew that they should stay away from her. They couldn't afford to offend someone who was wearing valuables.

Gold, to some extent, represents Yang Guanyin.

Bo Luohui pushed the wheelchair and took her to the largest gold shop in Nanxiang. Looking around, they were all filled with golden food in various shapes and varieties.

"Young Master, look at this earring. It is set with a ruby ​​the size of a pigeon egg. It is as bright and red as human blood. It will look beautiful on you."

Bo Luohui didn't like to be restrained. He didn't have any jewelry on his body and his hair was tied up with a hairband.

She scratched her chin, puzzled, "However, I don't think you, young master, like these obstructive objects now. You melted down the particularly beautiful long-life lock you had before and replaced it with rice." "

The shelves are separated by a layer of colored glass. The boss is wealthy and sits leisurely behind the counter wiping tea cups.

It seems that the conversation between the two people cannot be heard.

Yang Guanyin touched her healed ear hole, smiled, and there was a hint of evil in her eyebrows.

"I really don't like it, but some people will like it. Bo Luo goes back and pays for it. Then we'll see if there are any red jewelry. Pack them up together and take them back."

When Yang Guanyin goes out, Bo Luo will take care of all the money. She only needs to check the account book and stamp it at the end of the month.

Bo Luohui blinked. She would not refuse any order from Yang Guanyin and would execute it immediately with frightening efficiency.

When the boss sat there and finished wiping the fifth cup, Bo Luo returned to the third floor and came down with a pile of jewelry on a wooden pallet.

"Boss, check out."

The boss dialed the abacus and calculated the result very quickly.

"Little girl, if you buy so many things, I will give you a discount, one thousand two hundred and fifty taels, cross out the last fraction."

She took out the purchase receipt, stamped it, signed it, and gave it to Bo Luo to return.

The two of them went out and walked on Nanxiang Street. There was a lot of people, cars and horses, and food stalls everywhere.

"Young Pavilion Master, you said that person would like it. Who is it?"

Bo Luohui rarely goes out of the Medicine King Valley. She is not responsible for foreign trade, she only cares about the herbs in the valley.

I only saw the outside world through going out with my elders more than a dozen times.

"Nanxiang King Yingtu has an adopted son named Yingxi. He especially loves and dotes on a concubine. The things I ask you to buy are all for this lady. A woman's pillow style is reckless to fools. Husband, it has always been very useful."

Yang Guanyin put her hands on her knees and smiled as she looked at the people on the street who were pushing away into two lanes.

"Lianji?"

Yang Guanyin nodded, "When you ask someone to do something, you always have to give me something sweet. If Lian Ji is a greedy person, she shouldn't refuse me."

Humans are inherently animals of desire. Wine, sex, wealth, and everything else hook the limbs and bones of living people and seduce them.

Yingxi was not at the mansion. He was in the army. Nanxiang and Yunchuan were at war. The atmosphere in the army was depressing, but it did not have much influence on the people. Perhaps it was because it was far away from the Nanxiang Prince's mansion.

Yang Guanyin wrote a letter to Lian Ji. It is said that Lian Ji is the only daughter of a declining family in Nanxiang. She is as beautiful as a flower, can dance wonderfully, and has a heavenly singing voice. Almost everything about her is popular with men.

Yang Guanyin successfully brought Bo Luo back into the mansion, and a row of maids led them to the back garden. Over there, in the garden, a beauty wearing a pink shark gauze dress was enjoying the lotus flowers.

"Hello, Mrs. Lian."

Yang Guanyin's legs and feet were inconvenient, and her feet were bound. This vicious aesthetic of breaking human foot bones, even Yang Xiangsi could not do anything about. They could only slow down the rot of the flesh on the soles of the feet, but could not restore Yang Guanyin's sound feet.

As the so-called beauty is, she is like Lianji, with a beautiful smile, teeth like braided shells, bright eyes, and two pear dimples at the corners of her mouth. Her elegant smile can captivate a country or a city.

Men love this kind of delicate and beautiful plaything.

"You all retreat, we don't need outsiders here."

Lian Ji leaned against the beauty, leaned out half of her body, and lifted a nearby lotus leaf with one hand.

Yang Guanyin showed her the jewelry one by one, "I hope Mrs. Lian likes it."

Lian Ji smiled at her, the pearls on her head swaying, making a tinkling sound.

"Girl's gift, I like it very much, but no reward, no reward, what reward do you want to take from me?"

Yang Guanyin raised her eyebrows, and a little smile appeared on her gloomy face.

It doesn't look sincere.

"I want your freedom."

Lian Ji said "ha", even if she was surprised, she just held a pink and white handkerchief and covered the corners of her mouth, very politely.

"I'm just Yingxi's play pet. If you want me to be free, you have to kill him. However, I don't have the ability to survive in troubled times, and without the protection of my family, I won't be able to survive without him."

Yang Guanyin smiled kindly this time, facing the sunset. The last rays of light shone on her hair and eyelashes, giving her a hint of devilish compassion.

"I'll give you a way to live, which is more comfortable than being a plaything. It just depends on whether you are willing."

Bo Luo stood back where he was, and Yang Guanyin held the wheel with his own hands and rolled the wheelchair forward.

"I'll give you a sharp blade, and you kill Yingxi for me and steal the tiger talisman from him."

Lian Ji lowered her head and looked at the pair of three-inch golden lotuses, and then at Yang Guanyin.

"As expected, anyone who plays with Kang Hu is a lunatic."

She was trembling, holding on to the armrest of the flower pavilion, and faced Yang Guanyin face to face.

"Yang Guanyin, my freedom is to kill all the men who treat me as a pet. If they hadn't created this troubled world, I wouldn't have been forced to this point. The most I can do is kill Yingxi for you."

When the aristocratic family was exterminated, Kang Hu stopped her when she went out to pray to Buddha. She was not allowed to go back, so she had to watch the whole family, more than 500 people, all beheaded, piled into a mountain of corpses, and burned cleanly with a barrel of kerosene.

The culprit was Yingxi, the villain who coveted her family's wealth. He designed to frame her father for colluding with traitors and planned to commit rebellion. He used the execution order issued by the court to kill her whole family.

Yang Guanyin nodded, "It's good if you can do the first few things. No matter how many more things you have, I should be the one to do it.

Kanghu has arranged a place for you. At first, you insisted on sneaking into this mansion and assassinating Yingxi, but refused; now, you can choose again. "

Many women in the world are confused and think that men who are addicted to women only prefer this woman.

To avenge the family's destruction, she also tried to make him fall in love with her first, deceive his sincerity, trample on his heart, torture him, and then finally kill him.

It's a pity that in the script, these women are either obsessed with love and forget about the hatred of the family, or they love and hate. In the end, they would rather die than the culprit.

Lian Ji's fingers, which were painted with delicate colors, touched the tassels hanging down on one side of her cheeks. The rows of rice beads looked round and cute. On top of them, there was a rich oriole.

"Just wait for the good news."

After saying that, he closed his eyes sleepily and basked in the remaining warmth of the afterglow.

Yang Guanyin took Bo Luo back and left.

A few days later, the King of Nanxiang wanted to collect the boys for sacrifice. Yingxi had no choice but to give up his military duties and led his guards to search for boys everywhere in his jurisdiction. The last piece of paradise was reduced to purgatory.

After finishing his errands, Yingxi, who was praised by the King of Nanxiang, was drunk, flushed and staggering when he walked into Hanliju where Lianji lived, still burping.

There is a ranking list of the beauty of young men from aristocratic families in Nanxiang. Aristocratic men are beautiful when they are white and delicate. Yingxi was extremely white when he was born. He was not among the top five beauties, but he was not ugly either.

Rich, wealthy, and somewhat pretty, although Young Hee has already reached adulthood, there is only one wife in the mansion.

He treated his wife with great care. Even when he was out on business, he would still like to go to the jewelry store and choose fashionable jewelry for his wife.

Many outsiders who don't know the situation will envy Lian Ji's good fortune to marry such a good husband.

However, only Lian Ji knew how much she, a daughter of a declining aristocratic family, had to pay in order to get close to the enemy who destroyed her entire family.

She flattered him, even if her feet were bound, she would try her best to dance his favorite lotus-picking song to make him happy, and when he was angry, she would take care of him and serve him carefully.

When you lift her veil, you can see the bruises and scars. Although Yingxi loves her, it is just the love for a play pet, the affection of a superior looking down at a toy.

He would beat her when he was drunk, and when he sobered up, he would harm himself again, beating himself, kneeling down to apologize to Lian Ji, crying until he had tears and runny nose, which was pitiful.

Lian Ji was like a mirror in her heart, she was always acting, just hoping to endure it until one day, she had the ability to kill him.

"Look, my husband is drunk. I've made a sobering soup here. You have military duties tomorrow. Eat and sleep, and you won't have a headache tomorrow morning."

Lian Ji tries her best to play the role of a virtuous wife.

Young Hee also benefited greatly.

"Madam, you have worked hard. Marrying you like this for my husband is enough for a lifetime."

Yeonji smiled and put Yingxi's head on the soft pillow.

The maid was carrying warm sobering soup, and Lian Ji was feeding her little by little. Over there, in the incense burner, there were wisps of smoke that numbed the hands and feet.

The maid left, and after a cup of tea, Yingxi fell asleep.

Lian Ji looked at the splendid house, with its carved beams and painted pillars, and the petted pepper room. To her, these were all beautiful cages. She exchanged her freedom for the opportunity to kill her enemies with her own hands.

In just one year, she did not develop any feelings for her. Even though Yingxi was so beautiful, he was the enemy who killed her whole family and bore a blood feud. She recalled the scene of that day every moment.

Her grandmother and mother who loved her, as well as Guining's little aunt, and her two favorite nieces, who were twins, all died because of this beast in front of her.

Yeonji plunged the dagger into Yingxi's heart, and the blood spurted out, spraying red on the bed curtain. Yingxi woke up from the pain, but couldn't move her hands and feet. Her eyes were wide open and she vomited blood from her mouth, as if she wanted to question him. she.

Yeonji didn't give him a chance to speak. She used a poisonous dagger that could bring severe burning pain to separate Yingxi's trachea bit by bit, and cut out perfect circular sections from the tube that allowed people to breathe. .

When Yingxi died, he didn't even close his eyes. The pain made him sweat all over and bit off half of his tongue.

Lian Ji was giggling, kicked the corpse, stepped on the corpse's face, took the key, and went to his study to steal the complete tiger charm.

Huang Chengcheng, with a simple style and traces of age, Lian Ji couldn't understand why men naturally like to fight and kill. They must fight for power and pay the blood of others before they are satisfied.

The room is filled with calligraphy copybooks and some paintings by famous artists. The study is extremely elegantly decorated, but the owner is a stupid and reckless man.

Wandering around the flower streets and willow alleys, he has a big face and feels that all women in the world are crazy about him.

Ridiculous.

She thought about the past in her mind and found that the people she missed were all female relatives. Her grandmother, who was usually strict with her, had become kind. Only her annoying father, her glib brother, and her uncles became more and more disgusting.

"You have taken your revenge, I congratulate you."

Kang Hu was dressed in snow-white and walked out from behind the screen in the study. He still wore a fox mask and a string of bodhisattva hanging around his neck. His voice was hoarse, but you could also hear a heartfelt blessing from it.

"Kang Hu, thank you too."

Lian Ji bowed to Kanghu, "If you hadn't stopped me that day, I would have died that night."

She didn't cry. From the day all her relatives died, she couldn't cry anymore. She was always afraid that if she cried, the next second the invisible executioner would pick up the machete and cut off her neck.

"Let's go. You follow me to Hidden Sword Villa. They need a housekeeper who can settle accounts. You and I are very close, so I can trust you."

Lian Ji stretched out her hand, blood stained with the tiger talisman.

"There is still something unfinished, please accompany me to do it. After it is done, I will go to Hidden Sword Villa."

Kang Hu's eyes curled up, "Okay."