"Damn! Damn King Yuan! Damn you!"
After being in a coma for several days, Wen Yue dragged her tired body and finally woke up. When she woke up, she didn't ask her maid to do anything, nor did she immediately want to find out what the other concubines were doing during the time she was unconscious.
She was only angry, and the fire in her chest seemed to want to burn her own body.
"Yuan, Wang!" Before Wen Yue recovered her memory, she tried her best to be patient. Even if she was furious, she would try to suppress the evaporation of her emotions and not let anyone have the opportunity to catch him.
But immediately after waking up, she closed the door and smashed everything in the house without caring.
Wen Yue's favorite blue and white porcelain vase shattered with a crash. She cut the unclear glass mirror with her sharp nails. The mirror shattered into pieces but still adhered together, revealing Wen Yue's terrifying and gloomy look like a devil. Face.
Several of her carefully maintained nails were broken, and blood flowed down the mirror. But the pain from her five fingers to her heart did not move Wen Yue at all, it only made her anger reach its peak.
"System, get out of here and tell me why this happened! Why did you bring me into this world without any notice? Even the memory has to be sealed for me!!"
Wen Yue finally remembered all her memories. Just as the fortune teller Luo Zhifeng, whom she thought was a liar, said, she was indeed not from this small world. How could this small world deserve her to stay
Wen Yue was impoverished before his death and died in prison. After his death, he was bound to a system and became a master in one step.
The second small world she experienced was an ancient world, where Wen Yue became the queen who dominated life and death in the entire world. She built a city wall with the blood and heads of opponents as a warning.
And some handsome men were approached by Wen Yue, and they came to her one after another and became her forbidden love. This small world almost reshaped Wen Yue's thinking, making her completely abandon her previous gloomy life and regard herself as a queen who could take life and death. ... .
After leaving that small world, Wen Yue even made a bloody sacrifice to the entire world, turning the people in that world into her own living dolls. In her words, they were her terracotta warriors and horses.
The second world, the third world... Wen Yue has passed through many small worlds, and has always done what he wants, and has become a benchmark among the hosts.
... .
Wen Yue was arrogant and self-centered, but she would never have thought that her memory would be suddenly sealed by the system and thrown into such a backward small world.
She actually became a concubine in the harem, sharing one man with many concubines... a disgusting stud man!
Chapter 120
"Damn! Damn King Yuan! Damn you!"
After being in a coma for several days, Wen Yue dragged her tired body and finally woke up. When she woke up, she didn't ask her maid to do anything, nor did she immediately want to find out what the other concubines were doing during the time she was unconscious.
She was only angry, and the fire in her chest seemed to want to burn her own body.
"Yuan, Wang!" Before Wen Yue recovered her memory, she tried her best to be patient. Even if she was furious, she would try to suppress the evaporation of her emotions and not let anyone have the opportunity to catch him.
But immediately after waking up, she closed the door and smashed everything in the house without caring.
Wen Yue's favorite blue and white porcelain vase shattered with a crash. She cut the unclear glass mirror with her sharp nails. The mirror shattered into pieces but still adhered together, revealing Wen Yue's terrifying and gloomy look like a devil. Face.
Several of her carefully maintained nails were broken, and blood flowed down the mirror. But the pain from her five fingers to her heart did not move Wen Yue at all, it only made her anger reach its peak.
"System, get out of here and tell me why this happened! Why did you bring me into this world without any notice? Even the memory has to be sealed for me!!"
Wen Yue finally remembered all her memories. Just as the fortune teller Luo Zhifeng, whom she thought was a liar, said, she was indeed not from this small world. How could this small world deserve her to stay
Wen Yue was impoverished before his death and died in prison. After his death, he was bound to a system and became a master in one step.
The second small world she experienced was an ancient world, where Wen Yue became the queen who dominated life and death in the entire world. She built a city wall with the blood and heads of opponents as a warning.
And some handsome men were approached by Wen Yue, and they came to her one after another and became her forbidden love. This small world almost reshaped Wen Yue's thinking, making her completely abandon her previous gloomy life and regard herself as a queen who could take life and death. ... .
After leaving that small world, Wen Yue even made a bloody sacrifice to the entire world, turning the people in that world into her own living dolls. In her words, they were her terracotta warriors and horses.
The second world, the third world... Wen Yue has passed through many small worlds, and has always done what he wants, and has become a benchmark among the hosts.
... .
Wen Yue was arrogant and self-centered, but she would never have thought that her memory would be suddenly sealed by the system and thrown into such a backward small world.
She actually became a concubine in the harem, sharing one man with many concubines... a disgusting stud man!
Their identities are all eerily familiar—
The master of living dolls, a woman who transformed her body into an immortal living corpse, Yang Yuwan.
The Zombie Emperor, a ferocious woman who destroyed several small worlds...
besides…
"Then why is that stallion man qualified to become Yuan Wang?"
Wen Yue's system spoke softly, as if coquettishly: "In this small world, imperial power is the most important thing. The main system wants to test whether you can become an emperor from a concubine despite all opinions. That host is a randomly selected obstacle. .”
"Tsk." Wen Yue tutted hard, and then heard the system say: "Host, even if you temporarily close those abilities, you will definitely be able to win the final leader, right? I... look forward to it."
Wen Yue pressed her lips and ignored the unexplained feeling that something was wrong in her heart.
She knew too little, everything was under the control of the system, like a frog sitting in a well who could only see a very narrow section of the sky.
What's more, Wen Yue is a "idiot" carefully selected by the main system. She thinks that the life of the system is completely controlled by her. She is so arrogant that she doesn't even want to go out to see more and confirm.
Otherwise... she would know that the hosts in this small world would never be just a few concubines in this harem. Otherwise, Wen Yue would feel that there was too much wrong with the system's rhetoric.
But she is an idiot. She thinks that she is a superior and unrivaled idiot host, and is the best being to control and deceive.
After Wen Yue's breath calmed down a little, her personal maid entered the inner room and asked in a panic: "Your Majesty... the fortune teller is now in jail. Do you need to kill him on the spot? Please give me your order."
After hearing Wen Yue's terrifying roar and the hint of ferocious appearance she caught when she first entered, no matter how foolish and loyal the maid was, she couldn't suppress the fear in her heart.
No matter how well she is nursed, she is still a living, breathing person, and her field of vision is relatively narrow.
Before, the maid could ignore anything her master did, Wen Yue, but now the weird things and terrifying thoughts Wen Yue did were colluded in her heart like a thunder.
She thought in panic, did the lady I served before look like this
Is this what your empress looks like? Such... the appearance of an evil ghost on earth? The maid's body was trembling, and her loyalty to Wen Yue was being worn away.
She thought about it, but no memory of her previous interactions with Wen Yue emerged in her mind, but a voice kept retorting, no, you are her servant, and your life is entirely under the control of Wen Yue.
The maid was shaken and buried her head deeper and deeper, as if she wanted to hang humbly on the ground.
A thought suddenly occurred to the maid: I want to change my master. Her "Miss", "Empress"... No,
Their identities are all eerily familiar—
The master of living dolls, a woman who transformed her body into an immortal living corpse, Yang Yuwan.
The Zombie Emperor, a ferocious woman who destroyed several small worlds...
besides…
"Then why is that stallion man qualified to become Yuan Wang?"
Wen Yue's system spoke softly, as if coquettishly: "In this small world, imperial power is the most important thing. The main system wants to test whether you can become an emperor from a concubine despite all opinions. That host is a randomly selected obstacle. .”
"Tsk." Wen Yue tutted hard, and then heard the system say: "Host, even if you temporarily close those abilities, you will definitely be able to win the final leader, right? I... look forward to it."
Wen Yue pressed her lips and ignored the unexplained feeling that something was wrong in her heart.
She knew too little, everything was under the control of the system, like a frog sitting in a well who could only see a very narrow section of the sky.
What's more, Wen Yue is a "idiot" carefully selected by the main system. She thinks that the life of the system is completely controlled by her. She is so arrogant that she doesn't even want to go out to see more and confirm.
Otherwise... she would know that the hosts in this small world would never be just a few concubines in this harem. Otherwise, Wen Yue would feel that there was too much wrong with the system's rhetoric.
But she is an idiot. She thinks that she is a superior and unrivaled idiot host, and is the best being to control and deceive.
After Wen Yue's breath calmed down a little, her personal maid entered the inner room and asked in a panic: "Your Majesty... the fortune teller is now in jail. Do you need to kill him on the spot? Please give me your order."
After hearing Wen Yue's terrifying roar and the hint of ferocious appearance she caught when she first entered, no matter how foolish and loyal the maid was, she couldn't suppress the fear in her heart.
No matter how well she is nursed, she is still a living, breathing person, and her field of vision is relatively narrow.
Before, the maid could ignore anything her master did, Wen Yue, but now the weird things and terrifying thoughts Wen Yue did were colluded in her heart like a thunder.
She thought in panic, did the lady I served before look like this
Is this what your empress looks like? Such... the appearance of an evil ghost on earth? The maid's body was trembling, and her loyalty to Wen Yue was being worn away.
She thought about it, but no memory of her previous interactions with Wen Yue emerged in her mind, but a voice kept retorting, no, you are her servant, and your life is entirely under the control of Wen Yue.
The maid was shaken and buried her head deeper and deeper, as if she wanted to hang humbly on the ground.
A thought suddenly occurred to the maid: I want to change my master. Her "Miss", "Empress"... No,
After the reply, Wen Yue immediately set off to go to the prison to ask Luo Zhifeng to come back without fear of the mess.
There was apology in her eyes and a sincere attitude: "I'm sorry, sir, I suddenly fainted. The maid is loyal to protect the master, so I mistakenly thought you had done something -"
"I will immediately..."
Luo Zhifeng suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes were dark, as if staring at the sky somewhere. His figure seemed to be thinner, as pale as jade.
He ignored Wen Yue's apology, but said in a calm and clear voice: "My queen's old friend has also found himself."