After the tender beauty was reborn, the husband of the god of war competed for favor

Chapter 1 Return from Rebirth

In a dark and damp yard, a mouse ran past the feet of a mad woman.

The crazy woman didn't react until the door creaked open.

"Song Jiuxi, my good sister," the visitor's gentle voice was full of malice, "How pitiful. I originally wanted to invite you to a wedding banquet. After all, today is the wedding day of the prince and I."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Song Jiuxi raised her head and saw Song Wanwan's red wedding dress and delicate face from her disheveled hair.

Song Jiuxi trembled slightly when she saw those red eyes.

Today is the wedding day of Zhao Hongjun and his concubine Song Wanwan. Song Jiuxi has been imprisoned here for a year, and she has even heard people talk about it.

Your Majesty personally granted the marriage, and it was a beautiful sight.

When she entered the Prince's Mansion two years ago, she only entered through the side door carrying a sedan.

Song Wanwan sneered and said: "Song Jiuxi, Your Highness originally thought that Lingyun Pavilion would recognize your niece, but I didn't expect that they would care about your life and death. Without Lingyun Pavilion, your death will be of no use to His Highness."

Song Jiuxi's expression didn't change at all, as if she didn't take Song Wanwan seriously at all.

A trace of ferocity flashed in Song Wanwan's eyes, while Song Jiuxi was miserable and indifferent.

"Now that you have lost your limbs and are imprisoned here, who else will come to save you?"

She said viciously: "Oh no, your good brother, I heard that you were coming here to save you, but he was beaten to death as a thief at the gate of the Prince's Mansion."

"Song Wanwan! Ruoyu is only twelve years old, and he treats you as his own sister. You can't even save his life?!"

Song Jiuxi closed her eyes with sadness on her face. After her mother passed away, the only relative she cared about was her younger brother.

But the younger brother was coaxed by Song Wanwan and his daughter and never recognized her as his sister.

In addition, Song Jiuxi's concern for him over the years made her think that Song Ruoyu did not have her sister in his heart.

Seeing the pain on Song Jiuxi's face, Song Wanwan felt happy. "I'll tell you another piece of good news. That bitch Qingdai dared to break into the Prince's Mansion alone. Guess what? Wan Jian is dead, and his bones have been destroyed."

Throw it into the den and feed it to the wolves."

Song Jiuxi's face turned pale: "Song Wanwan! I want your life!"

Aunt Qing was left to her by her mother. She was designed by Song Wanwan and her daughter to come to Zhuangzi.

She also didn't expect that Qingdai would come to save her. For her own life, she took away the lives of her brother and aunt Qing.

does it worth?

Song Jiuxi's heart was filled with hatred and regret like water in a river. She strangled Song Wanwan to death with all her strength.

But her limbs were locked by ice chains, and a pair of iron hooks pierced her bones. She struggled fiercely and rushed forward without feeling any pain at all.

Song Wanwan looked at her and laughed: "My good sister, my father's favorite daughter-in-law is me, and His Highness also likes me the most. Now that I am a princess, why are you arguing with me? Don't! Don't do it in the next life.

Touch me again."

She turned to look at the person behind her and said with a smile: "I came here specially to bring a wedding wine to my good sister. Come on, feed her quickly, and I will go back to the bridal chamber with him."

After she finished speaking, the two servants behind her came over, grabbed Song Jiuxi's mouth, and poured down a glass of "wedding wine."

The poisonous wine that entered the throat was like poison poured into the mouth, burning all the way through the body.

"Song Wanwan, I wish you and Zhao Hongjun will love each other until they grow old and die together."

Song Jiuxi spit out a mouthful of black blood and felt severe pain in her internal organs.

She lay on the ground with her fingers clasped on the ground.

Before she died, she stared at Song Wanwan's proud smile.

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"Song Wanwan really didn't lie to me. Song Jiuxi is so good-looking. I can enjoy this face and skin today."

In a daze, Song Jiuxi heard a disgusting voice in her ears, and then her face was touched.

Song Jiuxi suddenly woke up, twisted the hand of the person in front of him, and folded it fiercely.

"What!!!"

The man screamed in pain, and Song Jiuxi kicked him down again.

Song Jiuxi sat up and saw the decoration of the house in front of her. She was stunned for a moment and woke up immediately.

Is she reborn?

She looked at everything in front of her in disbelief, and suddenly heard the man on the ground screaming in pain.

She squinted her eyes and looked over before confirming that she was reborn.

When I was reborn at the age of fifteen, everything had not begun yet.

At this time, she had not met Zhao Hongjun, nor had she been deceived by him or Song Wanwan.

My brother and Aunt Qing are both here.

Song Jiuxi suppressed the hatred in her eyes and raised her head again.

"Song Jiuxi, do you dare to hurt me? I am lucky to see you!"

Song Jiuxi stared at him and asked coldly: "Lin Shuo, did Song Wanwan send you here?"

"You, you..." Lin Shuo looked at Song Jiuxi's Bingshuang and Sai Xue's faces in surprise. He was heartbroken and murmured: "You don't have any Chinese medicine?"

Song Jiuxi sneered. She knew without asking that it must be Song Wanwan's hand.

The same was true in the previous life. Song Wanwan drugged her and then asked Lin Shuo, the concubine of the Changping uncle's house, to smear her innocence.

Although Lin Shuo didn't succeed in the end, Song Wanwan brought many people in and saw that her face was messy.

Since then, her reputation has been tarnished.

Later she discovered that Song Wanwan did not want her to discuss marriage with Changping's uncle, and the two had secretly exchanged music early, so she deliberately compromised her innocence.

To save face, her father imprisoned her in the ancestral hall for half a month, and then sent her directly to Guanli.

If she hadn't been abandoned by everyone like this, she wouldn't have listened to Zhao Hongjun's sweet words.

Song Jiuxi suppressed the overwhelming hatred in her heart, and God could not see Zhao Hongjun and Song Wanwan, so she came back to avenge them.

Not urgent.

take it easy.

Song Jiuxi is going to kill them one by one!

Song Jiuxi suppressed all her emotions, got off the bed, and walked to Lin Shuo.

Lin Shuo was a little scared, but he remembered that Song Jiuxi fell asleep as soon as he touched it, just like Chinese medicine.

He was a little bolder. He knew that so many people other than Song Jiuxi didn't dare to show it. "Song Jiuxi, I don't look down on you at all. You might as well be obedient. I promise to take good care of you, ah

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Lin Shuo screamed again, and Song Jiuxi kicked him in the heart, then grabbed his face and beat him hard.

He didn't throw him away until he beat him beyond recognition.

Song Jiuxi shook her hand and calmly recalled her past life.

At that time, she was drugged and her mind was not very clear, so she was arrested by Song Wanwan using such low-level methods.

In this life, she won't.

"Second Miss, in front, I saw a person go in with my own eyes."

"No way, Wanwan, is your sister-in-law really... having an affair with someone else?"

A black light flashed across Song Wanwan's eyes, but she said innocently: "There must be a mistake. Sister, although she usually does things very messily, today is a treat day at home, and she won't..."

"You have been kind-hearted recently. Didn't you say that she often bullies you in the manor? Today I will let everyone see what kind of person she is. When we catch her ugly behavior, I think she will not dare...

bully you."

Song Wanwan seemed to be trying to persuade her again, with a look of discomfort on her face, but the woman next to her had already opened the door excitedly.

Song Wanwan looked at the open door, and everyone came forward one after another, with a flash of joy in their eyes.

(End of chapter)