God is fair to everyone. When a door is closed, a window will be opened. If, I mean if, if God does not even turn on a small exhaust fan after closing a door, then it is a personal

It's a character issue.

Another meaning of what I say is that An Nuanzhi, our heroine who has been suffering for a long time, finally has a happy ending because of her personal character.

The reason why I am so sure is because within half a month, Murong Wuhen will leave the palace to handle the funeral of the Queen Mother (the Queen Mother passed away due to illness, and the whole country mourned for three months), and An Nuan will take a back seat to the dark days that cover the sky and the sun.

Second line. In other words, she can finally escape from the miserable life of a sex slave and take a breather for a while.

However, happiness is short-lived, especially the happiness of being liberated from the squeeze of bed brother's pleasure. An Nuanzhi stayed in bed for a while, and just as he was able to walk around, the privacy between his legs was finally cultivated, and Murong came again.

Wuhen, news of returning to court.

It takes ten thousand years to go from hell to heaven, but it only takes one second to go from heaven to hell.

His big hands were groping, scribbling, impatiently, and in the night, Murong Wuhen was breathing heavily.

He came back, and the first thing he did when he came back was to rush into the White Lotus Palace, press down on her roughly, release and indulge her, and finally, with a low gasp, he surrendered the cannonball.

This time, surprisingly quickly, after the world fell silent, Murong Wuhen even wondered what kind of poison she had put on him? Why was he so eager after being away for just a few days? The two bodies were always stuck and swaying.

To put it bluntly, he even lacks control!

Has he fallen in love with her?

How could it be!

It was too late for him to hate her!

Murong Wuhen will always remember the innocent and pitiful look in Princess Tianan's eyes before her death. Human emotions are very wonderful, and hate is a complex emotion. As time goes by, hate will have two endings. One is that it becomes stronger, and the other is that it becomes stronger.

It is gradually decreasing, but please note that this is only a quantitative change, not a qualitative change. Hate will always exist.

Therefore, hatred is the most terrifying emotion of human beings. Once hatred occurs, unless three situations occur, namely death, revenge, and instant Buddhahood, it will be with us for the rest of our lives.

So, if you want to remember someone for a lifetime, then hate him (her)!

Murong Wuhen is so smart, of course, he also understands the power of hatred.

Naturally, he attributed his physical hunger and thirst for An Nuan Zhi to pure lust. Yes, he comforted himself, he only regarded her as a tool to vent his sexual desires and a borrowed baby, and his hatred would always be there.

Continue without changing your original intention.

But Murong Wuhen never thought that although hatred would not disappear, it would sublimate, change, and evolve. The most direct derivative of hatred is love.

Many years later, when Murong Wuhen looked back at the present, he finally understood what he had missed and what he regretted——

The next morning, An Nuanzhi woke up with a sore back and blood oozing out between her legs. The repeated abuse successfully made her, human and ghost, look at herself in the mirror, An Nuanzhi

She has vomited. Is this still her? ***, she is so ugly that she would be at my grandma’s house.

I saw the person in the mirror with dull eyes, sunken cheeks, a circle of bruises on his chest, skinny as a stick, and loose clothes like a big sack. If you look closely, you will see that the whole thing looks like a stick figure.

Wow, I can’t even look at this face anymore!

This is all strange, Murong Wuhen!

An Nuanzhi was so filled with hatred that she wished she could make a little straw man with Murong Wuhen's name written on it and poke it every day. What's more, she used a silver needle soaked in excrement to poke it!

It's because, because, he - those beautiful words that originally belonged to An Nuanzhi, such as beauty, youth, vitality, innocence... were broken into thousands of pieces like a glass mirror in an instant. To be honest,

, at this time, An Nuanzhi was not as beautiful as the palace maid cleaning the floor.

Damn balls, perverted!

An Nuanzhi cursed Murong Wuhen fiercely, but she cursed and hated her, and her appearance would never come back for a while. An Nuanzhi didn't want to spend the rest of her life with this malnourished face.

, so, she started a beauty plan.

It is said that beauty comes from eating. Eating pig's trotters is good for the skin, eating papaya is good for the figure, eating red dates and longan is good for the complexion, eating bird's nest honey is good for sleeping... Since she is An's concubine, she is the only one in the palace.

Rufei's two concubines are like

Resource allocation in resource science, the huge harem has everything, but she and Rufei are the only digesters. The supply exceeds demand. An Nuanzhi simply threw away his arms and ate whatever was expensive and rare. In less than half a month,

Great improvement.

An Nuanzhi's beautiful face has returned to its previous beauty. Although there is a bit more sadness, melancholy and vicissitudes between her brows, she does look more charming than before. What is charming is not the appearance, but the inside. An Nuanzhi discovered

Something restless began to expand in my bones, bit by bit, at an alarming speed.

The direct manifestation of this expansion is that she began to love dressing up.

In the past, she always wore whatever colors were refreshing, ordinary white and plain colors. She wished she was unknown and could not find her if she got into the crowd! But now, she is flamboyant, vain, eye-catching and dazzling.

The golden color, the bright aqua red, the rose red, the true red... the radiant blue, the aqua green, and the purple that she had never thought of before, no matter which color, she can control it easily!

The powerful aura seems to be natural, fierce, noble and arrogant in the bones, like the devil that has been secluded in Pandora's box for many years, was released, gained and reborn in a moment.

Regarding An Nuanzhi's transformation, Murong Wuhen couldn't help but cast surprised glances at her. Sometimes he would think, what kind of woman is she? In the midst of rugged adversity, she turned out to be breathtakingly beautiful.

Looking sideways, it seems that she should be so flamboyant in the first place. This is her nature and right.

But Murong Wuhen then thought again, if he could discover her beauty, would other men also discover her beauty? The thing he hated most in his life - sharing it with others, he planned to build a palace to imprison her.

Let her beauty belong only to him.

The difference between men and women is that once a man has an idea, he will immediately implement it. This is the same as a man's piston movement in bed. Men think in a straight line. Once they feel it, they will do it.

Not long after, the Hua Palace was built, and they chose an open space next to Qiong Palace. It turned out to be the residence of the concubine. It was originally magnificent and beautiful. After being tidied up, it became more remote and light, suitable for women to live.
Chapter completed!