I'm covering this wretch

Chapter 1
Jiyu country.

Fuguo General's Mansion.

The vermilion high door is pasted with the word "囍", the mighty stone lion at the door is wrapped with Sixi Ruyi red satin, and the eaves stretching out are also hung with octagonal glazed red lanterns.A very long and wide red carpet was laid at the entrance, which was a kilometer long to the official road at the entrance of the street.

Ten miles of red makeup, ten miles of marriage.

This posture of marrying a daughter is not inferior to the golden branches and jade leaves in the palace.

today.

It was the day when the Fourth Miss was born in the family and Yun Qing'er came out of the cabinet.

Yun Qinger is one of the four beauties of Kyoto.

Famous, talented, gifted.

What she wants to marry is the most powerful, powerful, and most beautiful King Mo in the entire capital.

pity--

Just once.

"I won't marry! I won't marry! Let me marry that ghost, it's better to kill me immediately!"

On weekdays, Yun Qing'er, who was used to being self-willed, went mad with anger in the boudoir.

She pushed away the maid who was about to dress herself in a wedding dress, her beautiful face was almost distorted in anger, and she screamed, "Except for his head, his whole body is festered to the bone! Lying on the bed and sleeping for two months Well, the imperial doctor said that he has a few days to live, why should I be a widow?!"

More and more angry.

With a flick of her sleeve, Yun Qing'er swept all the precious jewels, jewelry, and phoenix coronets to the ground, and even stomped on them resentfully.

While stepping on, we shed tears.

No!

She is still so young and beautiful, and there are many young talents in the capital who admire her. She can't just give the rest of her life to this man who is neither human nor ghost!
"Sister Qing, the auspicious time is coming soon." Yun Qingcheng was wearing a light blue fringe skirt, with black eyebrows and snow skin, very elegant.

She is Miss Nine of the General's Mansion, a concubine.

With his head down, he stood aside and waited.

She said she was a young lady, but in fact, her status in Yunfu was not even as good as that of a maid.There are no hairpins on her head, no jewelry on her body, and even her clothes have been washed countless times.

In appearance, she is not gorgeous enough;
In terms of birth, she is not noble enough;

In terms of talent, her awakened martial soul is rubbish;

In short, nothing.

"The auspicious time is coming, what do I care about?!"

Yun Qing'er is in a state of exploding at one o'clock right now, she suddenly raised her head, and stared viciously at Yun Qingcheng's direction, "Why, even you, a waste, talk too much? Who gave you the courage?"

Yun Qingcheng was expressionless.

His eyes dimmed.

The title "trash" has been with her since she was ten years old, after she awakened her martial spirit, like a shadow that cannot be shaken off.

In Yunfu, anyone can step on her.

Yun Qing'er even directly treated her as a rough servant girl.She has no strengths and no one to rely on. For such a little silver, in order to survive, she can only endure.

"Ah, that's right—" Yun Qing'er's brain flashed, as if she had suddenly thought of some crooked idea, her almond eyes narrowed treacherously, and she looked at Yun Qingcheng repeatedly, "Why did I forget, there are trash The usefulness of waste. Isn't it just right for waste to match the disabled?"

When Yun Qingcheng heard this, Fang raised his head.

Shock flashed across a pair of clear eyes.

No way……

"Hahaha! Miss Ben is so smart!" Yun Qing'er changed from furious to laughing maniacally, "Look carefully, your trashy face is somewhat similar to Miss Ben's. If you put on the hijab, other people will recognize it. No. It’s settled, you go to marry that man who is neither human nor ghost in place of me!”

(End of this chapter)