After a day full of excitement, Han Fei lay on the bed. Even turning over was a feat. She scratched her belly, raised the pillow comfortably, and began to make plans for the future. What the hell is that system? After she knelt down, she disappeared. No matter how she called, there was no sound.
Just as she was thinking this, the voice popped up in her head again, but this time the voice was a little weaker.
"Host, please get up!"
Han Fei paused, sneered, and replied: "Hey, you finally stopped pretending to be dead? Tell me, what are you?"
"Host, please get up!"
Han Fei replied in confusion: "Why do you have to get up?"
"If you can sit, never lie down! If you can stand, never sit!"
"What?"
"Host, you are too fat. Please prepare to lose weight anytime and anywhere!"
“…”
Now even a piece of shit is starting to dislike her for being fat, right
"If I don't do it, are you going to shock me like you did today?"
The voice became weaker, "... Please forgive me, host. I didn't control the current well and made a mistake."
Han Fei snorted, but got up with difficulty and said, "Can you tell me what you are now?"
"Slim down and lose weight to conquer the male god system."
"...What's it for?"
"Use the host to successfully lose weight, transform successfully, and conquer the male god."
An idea popped into Han Fei's mind, this is really a golden finger! But... she can understand losing weight, but what the hell is a male god
"Now, please host accept the memory of the original body so that you can better complete the task. Host be prepared!"
As soon as she said this, Han Fei had no time to stop her, when her head suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if it was about to explode. A large amount of memory that did not belong to her surged in, and she didn't even have a chance to breathe. Han Fei fainted from the pain.
The next day, Chunhong prepared to wake up her young lady. If it were later, she might not be sure that the Second Madam would come up with something to torment her.
But before Chunhong could knock on the door, Han Fei's voice came from inside, "Come in."
Chunhong was stunned and a little confused. In the past, it was very difficult for the young lady to get up every day. She would not be able to get up unless she was called several times. But now she wakes up on her own initiative.
Han Fei couldn't survive without waking up. She hadn't slept all night since she woke up from the coma. She carefully sorted out the large section of memories that didn't belong to her, and then communicated with that system for a while, and then made a very sad discovery. , she may be the unluckiest time traveler.
But fortunately, after yesterday's systematic explanation, she reluctantly accepted her own settings and the existence of such a golden finger, which was much better than staying alone in this other world.
Her original name was also Han Fei, a legitimate daughter of the Han family. Her father was the prime minister of the dynasty. Logically speaking, she shouldn't have lived such a miserable life, even if she was so fat.
But the bad thing is that her father is the prime minister, yes, but he is the most unpopular prime minister. The top is not happy and the bottom is watching, which makes the entire Han family tremble. Her father is busy dealing with external affairs, so he has no time. Come take care of the backyard.
In addition, her mother died early and died after leaving her as a legitimate daughter. Because she was sad and had no father to care for her, she ate more and more...
Finally, I ate a big fat man.
Han Fei's face turned green, secretly she was really angry with her original body. How can a woman who can't control her weight control her life
"Miss, your face... why is it so ugly..."
Chunhong was frightened by the fierce expression on Han Fei's face, which looked like a cannibalistic look.
Han Fei adjusted her expression, decided to calm down, and said, "Take my hair back."
It's not that Han Fei can't even take care of her own hair, it's just that... her fat and short hands are really out of reach, and she can't be so dexterous, so she can only rely on Chun Hong's hands.
Chunhong stepped forward quickly, gave Han Fei a simple hairstyle, and said, "Chunhong will make it look beautiful for the lady."
Han Fei added absently: "A beautiful pig?"
Chunhong's hands froze and she decided not to speak.
Han Fei looked at herself in the bronze mirror, and it bothered her every time. It doesn't matter if you say she's fat. You could say she's as cute as a fat bun, but she's not. Her skin is so dark that she can't even stand it. Got it! It’s just a whole grain bag!
The only consolation is probably that because I am fat, my skin is stretched out and extremely smooth, without even pores, and it feels very good to the touch.
Han Fei comforted herself, thinking that maybe she would feel better once she gets older.
"Miss, today is the day when the master comes back. Miss, please dress more festively so that the master likes it."
Han Fei nodded absently, and when Chunhong took out some "happier" clothes, she almost exploded.
What the hell are those colorful clothes!
Just like an opera singer!
Han Fei suddenly remembered that she really liked such fancy clothes and cherished every piece of them.
"Young lady looks best in this water-red dress!"
Chunhong praised sincerely.
Han Fei said expressionlessly: "A red pig."
Chunhong: "..."