After failing the promotion, I became the bride of my mortal enemy

Luo Qingyu's head felt a twinge of pain.

In my mind, a sharp and harsh voice sounded: "Little bitch, you are lucky to marry into the Beiming family, but you dare to get angry with me and commit suicide! Who gave you the courage!"

"Come here, tie this disobedient little bitch to a sedan chair for me!"

In the picture, she was force-fed poison and tied to a sedan chair.

Various threatening words and different harsh expressions flashed alternately in his mind.

Luo Qingyu stared blankly at the slender green-white hands.

"Am I, reborn?"

No, it should be said that the soul is attached to a woman with the same name as her.

Luo Qingyu, the daughter of the Luo family, a small and inconspicuous family in Guanchi City, Beiming Continent, is only sixteen years old.

He has average cultivation talent, is introverted, timid, cowardly and incompetent, and his parents despise him as if he were a broom star.

And the man she married was Beimingyu, the only son of the head of the Beiming family, the first family in Guanchi City.

The Beiming family can be said to have an unparalleled position in Guanchi City, covering the sky with one hand.

It is a pity that the only child in the Beiming family fell seriously ill when he was three years old, and became a fool and a waste who did not know how to practice.

Seeing that the fool had not yet gotten married at the age of twenty, the head of the Beiming family became anxious and recruited women willing to marry the fool with extremely high resources and benefits.

Many families want to share the Beiming family's resources, but that fool is too weak.

Not only is he a fool and a loser, but he also has a green face and fangs, let alone that aspect.

They can't let their daughter marry off and become a widow just for resources, right?

Of course, there are many families who forcibly marry off their daughters for resources, but how can women leave the rest of their lives to an inhumane and extremely ugly man?

For this reason, the forced woman resisted to the death and refused to marry no matter what.

Among them, the original person Luo Qingyu was included.

Luo Qingyu had no idea that her biological mother had accepted the betrothal gift from the Beiming family. The moment she knew that she was going to marry Beimingyu, Luo Qingyu hanged herself. After being discovered by the maid, Luo Qingyu's biological mother forcibly knocked her unconscious and tied her up. Got on the sedan chair.

I don’t know whether the original owner died or was destined to die like this. He died after having sex with Bei Mingyu.

Northern Underworld...

If her memory was correct, his situation at that time seemed abnormal.

Thinking of this, Luo Qingyu stretched out her slender hand, and her slender green-white fingers touched the man's pulse.

Sure enough, the man was drugged.

Luo Qingyu hummed as his eyes fell on somewhere on the man's lower body.

Who says it can't be humane? Isn’t it time to get up?

In my memory, it seems like a long time...

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand to check for pulse, Luo Qingyu's hand suddenly stopped.

"what?"

The pulse is sometimes weak, sometimes pounding, and constantly chaotic.

It seemed that something else was disturbing the pulse.

"How is this going?"

Just when she wanted to check further, the sleeping man suddenly turned around and pressed her down, causing a slight gasp in his throat.

"It's uncomfortable..." the man murmured.

Luo Qingyu pushed hard, but couldn't push it away.

Surprise flashed in her bright eyes.

A waste, but he is so strong!

The original owner is also a low-to-middle-level cultivator, right? Can't even push away trash?

"It hurts...it hurts, wuwu..." The man's murmur continued.

The man's mouth didn't stop, and he seemed to move closer to the soft body beneath him out of instinct.

Sensing the changes under him, Luo Qingyu cursed secretly.

Damn it, the medicine is working again!

Luo Qingyu's palm struck the back of his neck mercilessly.

The man who was kissing her suddenly fell on her, almost making Luo Qingyu foam at the mouth.

Damn, it's too heavy.

After using all his strength to push the person pressing him away, Luo Qing kicked him softly before enduring the pain and getting out of bed.

After searching for a long time, I didn't see a single needle.

His eyes fell on the silver hairpin on the bed, Luo Qingyu picked it up and inserted it into the man's arm without mercy.

The fainted man seemed to be aware of the pain in his arm, and frowned slightly.

It has to be said that the man has grown up with Luo Qingyu's aesthetics.

Just a frown gives people a feeling of ultimate temptation.

Seeing that the blood on his arm slowly returned to normal color, Luo Qingyu tore off a section of the curtain to tie the man's wound.

After a whole operation, Luo Qingyu was exhausted and paralyzed.

She pushed the man to the edge of the bed, slept in it, and fell asleep with the quilt wrapped around her.

Anyway, the man is horny now, so it’s better to leave him alone.

Not long after Luo Qingyu fell asleep, the man beside the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

He moved his fingers slightly, and a stream of black air hit Luo Qingyu's neck.

Listening to her even breathing, the man stood up.

He stood by the bed, his cold eyes falling on the woman, his eyes full of murderous intent, and there was nothing like a fool in his body.

The man's left hand moved slightly, and the black air flow in his hand formed a python and wrapped around the woman.

Just as the snakehead was about to bite it, he suddenly paused.

The man's deep eyes were dark and unclear.

This woman actually survived after having sex with him...

Moreover, things in his body seemed to be suppressed.

Keep it for now, maybe it will be useful to him.

The man turned around and left, unaware that the woman he had knocked unconscious suddenly opened her eyes after he left.

The coldness in his eyes was not inferior to that of a man.

ho.

Fool?

waste?

Really interesting.

The morning after two days.

The maid Mianrou was combing Luo Qingyu's hair when she suddenly said:

"Miss, today is the day for you to come home. Are your things ready?"

The maid's name is Mianrou, and she is the dowry maid given to her by Luo Qingyu's biological mother, Fan Huasheng.

It was said to be a dowry, but in fact it was surveillance to see if she had embezzled the resources given to her by the Beiming family.

Luo Qingyu gently raised her eyes, looking through the bronze mirror, she raised her lips and said, "What do you think I should bring back?"

Mianrou was giving Luo Qingyu a hairpin, and didn't notice the coldness in Luo Qingyu's eyes.

She looked matter-of-factly, raised her head and said:

"Of course, take the good ones. You are the young lady of the Beiming family now, so you can't just take some back home. It will make the Beiming family poor."

"Really? How about you pick it for me?"

The hand holding the hairpin paused for a moment.

She wanted to help choose, but how qualified was she?

"I'm a slave, so there's no reason for me to choose what to do when I return home. But before that, Madam gave me a list. You can refer to it and bring your things back."

Mianrou said, taking out a piece of white paper and spreading it on the dressing table.

Luo Qingyu picked it up and took a look. The third-level medicinal pills, Tianji Cauldron, and Shura Grass were all rare treasures in Guanchi City.

Fan Huasheng has a good eye and a kind heart!

If you take out any piece of paper on this paper, it will be priceless.

"Madam said, the Beiming family is the number one family in Guanchi City. To them, these things are just a drop in the bucket. If you can't bring these things back, don't blame her for not opening the door of the Luo family for you."

Is this a threat?

Luo Qingyu sneered in her heart.

"Miss, my wife is also doing this for your own good. As long as you take the resources back, the Luo family will also think highly of you. Then the head of the house and his wife will love you a little more. Killing two birds with one stone, isn't it a good thing?"

"Good thing?"

"Yeah...it's not a good thing, you...ah..."

Before Mianrou could finish her words, she was slapped on the face.

Immediately, Luo Qingyu's cold voice sounded: "I am the master and you are the servant. There is no distinction between superiority and inferiority. Who gave you the courage to call 'you' and 'me' in front of me! Is this what Fan Huasheng taught you?"

Mianrou was beaten into confusion.

The person in front of him had sharp eyes, a cold face, and a strong murderous aura all over his body, completely different from his previous cowardly look.

"You, how did you..." It was different from before.

Just one night.

Why has your temper changed?