[Quick Transmigration] I cried after slag the puppy

The window shook violently, and was blown away by the gust of wind in a short while, a handful of rainwater came violently and splashed on Ren Xingxian's face.

Ren Xingxian shivered, his eyes regained a little clarity, Fang Yu underneath was also trembling with his body hugged, and murmured something so cold.

There was another thunder in the yard.

Ren Xingxian let go of the whip and stared blankly at her hands. She, almost, was about to lose her life...

He took the whip away like a guilty conscience, and hid it in the dressing cabinet.

According to the law of the current dynasty, it is a serious crime for a woman to kill her wife and emperor, and even implicate her family. Not only can her father, a small county magistrate, not be able to keep her, he will also be dismissed because of this.

Moreover, you can't ask for a divorce, you can only let the wife-lord take the initiative to divorce her, otherwise the marriage contract will always count.

Lying back on the bed, Ren Xingxian was full of thoughts.For a while flashes the picture of Fang Yufeng's godly and handsome patiently teaching her ancient poetry and prose, and for a while I think of Fangyu and Lian Rui's qin and zither playing in Zuihualou, which is so disharmonious, but she broke in and destroyed the scenery.

The panting sound under her body attracted her, and she looked intently, her face, which seemed to be blue and blue, was gradually turning into a normal color.

Good luck.

It hasn't been a catastrophe yet.

The person next to her rolled unconsciously, pressing on her dully, Ren Xingxian desperately resisted the urge to take back the Thunder Thorn Whip again.

The system ran up and down in the spiritual world, maintaining the mentality of watching a show, until Ren Xingxian showed a determined expression before feeling panic and wanting to wake up the host.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Ren Xingxian took the initiative to withdraw.

The system quickly repaired Fangyu's red marks from being strangled by the thunder thorn whip. After the engine started, his neck was as clean as yesterday, and there was no sign of being squeezed at all.

018 decided to play dead tomorrow during the day.

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The maids serving Fangxie Pavilion knocked on the door on time: "Miss, we came in to wash you up."

The bed curtain was still hanging down, and the lady didn't respond.

All the maids were a little surprised, the young lady is a martial arts practitioner, and she never sleeps too much.It was only these days that they woke up half an hour later than usual when they were in bad health, but it was the first time they had entered the house and hadn't gotten up like today.

The eldest servant girl walked in first, raised the hanging curtain of the bed, and was so startled by the scene in front of her that she couldn't stand still.

"Sister, what happened?"

Seeing that she didn't answer, the little servant girl stepped forward curiously, showing the same expression that her throat was being choked.

On the bed, the two of them were covered with the same quilt, sleeping face to face, Fang Yu's hand took the initiative to put her shoulder on the young lady's shoulder.

This! ! !

Could it be that they are lame?

Ren Xingxian turned over, showing signs of waking up, and at the same time got closer to Fang Yu.

The big maid gave a wink to the back, and all the maids retreated together, and informed again: "Miss, can you arrange to clean your face now?"

Ren Xingxian sat up from the bed, rubbed her swollen forehead, "Come in."

Lifting the quilt and touching the warm body, Ren Xingxian casually glanced to the side, Fang Yu was sleeping soundly next to her, for a moment, all the memories of the night came back.

Ren Xingxian didn't care about her, washed her face, raised her arms, and waited for the maid to put on the skirt for her.

There was a rustling movement on the bed, and a lazy voice echoed in the room: "Xian'er, don't call me when you wake up."

The maid wearing the belt trembled when she heard this address, and almost tied the wrong knot.

While speaking, Fang Yu had already got out of bed, looked around, "There are many maids in your house, can you let one change my clothes for me?"

Ren Xingxian said coldly: "There are no clothes for you here."

Fang Yu smiled, "Xian'er is joking again, this is your and my bedroom, how could there be no clothes for me?"

"If you say no, you don't have it!"

As early as the day she came back from Zuihualou, she ordered people to burn all Fangyu's clothes.

As if Yu didn't believe in evil, he searched around the room, not even letting go under the bed.

There was really no piece of fabric to be found.

"In that case, I have to borrow Madam's clothes to wear."

"you!"

88, 88!

Fang Yu called for a long time, but the system didn't respond. Could it be that the machine is stuck?

Ren Xingxian was wearing a lavender gown today, and picked out a moon-white long skirt embroidered with purple petunias in the closet.

Fang Yu's waist is similar to Ren Xingxian's, but she is taller and looks more elegant in a skirt.

Standing with Ren Xingxian is like a pair of twin sisters, which makes people dazzled.

"Miss, have you thought about what kind of makeup to wear today?" The big maid asked carefully after cursing Ren Xingxian's black hair.

"Just put on hibiscus makeup, and my mother will be happier when she sees me."

Seeing a pool of rouge and gouache on the dressing table, Fang Yu was about to move.

Stop the big maid, "Today I will help Xian'er put on makeup, and I will give you a day off, let's go, let's go."

Even pulling and pushing away the unwilling maids.

Fangyu is in a good mood, these are ancient make-up tools, they are of great artificial value, and the one who made her the test product is a beauty!

She could spend a whole day looking at this face.

Bowing his head and straightening Ren Xingxian's face, Fang Yu praised him sincerely: "Xian'er's eyebrows and eyes are really beautiful."

"Wait for me to add a little star to this face."

Ren Xingxian squinted at another place, "Then please move quickly." She was really impatient to entangle Fang Yu more.

Piously and conscientiously painted Ren Xingxian's eyebrows, and applied pure lead rouge without additives.

The only thing missing is lip balm, the last step. Fang Yu opened the drawer, "Is all lip balm here?"

"Hey, don't!"

It was too late to stop Fang Yu's movements, and a coil of whip lay flat in the drawer, with a nice luster faintly surrounding the surface, which looked unusual at first glance.

Seeing the whip, Fangyu couldn't help touching his neck, feeling a little short of breath.

Looking at the copper mirror, not to mention the wound, there is not even a trace of scratches, but the trachea seems to really feel the pressure.

"The place where you store your whip is very unique." Fang Yu relieved the discomfort with a joke.

"Just let it go, this is not where it was supposed to stay." Ren Xingxian quickly pulled out the Thunder Thorn Whip and pinned it behind her waist.

The whip flew away from his eyes, and all the symptoms of Fang Yu disappeared immediately, like a curse.

She picked out the maple-leaf red lip balm from the inside and put it on for Ren Xingxian, her complexion immediately improved a lot.

After putting on makeup, the kitchen sent someone to deliver breakfast, this time it was enough to deliver enough for two people.

Fang Yu couldn't stop crying while eating, and finally upgraded from egg tofu soup to various pastries and meals with visible meat.

At the end of the meal, a servant girl came in through the door: "Madam heard that the lady was up, so she specially sent Xiaoxiang to tell the lady that Madam Song was worried about your health coming to the house, and asked the lady to go to visit with Miss Fang after an early meal." .”

Ren Xingxian smiled, but his eyes were frosty, and he sent Xiaoxiang away, "Tell mother, I will go later."