Is the Scum Worthy of Whitewashing?

The price of the K system is becoming more and more weird.

Fortunately, he asked, otherwise if he was really kept in the dark and suddenly lost his voice at that time, it would not be panic, but it would also cause trouble.

"The cost this time, the onset time will depend on the subject's dream time." K replied, "It depends on when the subject's retrospective dream started."

"Take your cheap daughter as an example. If her dream officially begins before this time, the cost will begin the moment she wakes up; and if the dream begins when she is 16 years old, that is, this time next year, Relatively, the price will be delayed by one year."

"Then what determines the starting point of the'dream'?" Xu Du pondered for a moment and asked.

God K sighed mysteriously: "This is not something you and I can decide...Speaking of which, although Xu Jiang will never remember the tragedy that happened in the blueprint, you think these are really bad for her. Does the subconscious have no influence?"

Xu Du was stunned. Indeed, Xu Jiang in this world had a strong sense of vigilance and aversion from the first time he saw Zhao Rui.

He originally thought it was caused by his own education. Now it seems that the hatred and hatred of the last life have also remained in Xu Jiang's subconscious. She may never be able to touch herself in another world, but this does not prevent her emotionally. Subtle offset.

It seems to depend on luck?

Xu Du has always disliked things that depend on luck. He hopes to keep everything in his hands rigorously and accurately, and be prepared.

If you suddenly cannot speak out, the situation will become a bit tricky.

This is the end of the matter, and we can only wait until Xu Jiang wakes up tomorrow, and then it depends on the situation.

late at night.

Twilight Moon Palace.

Before going to bed, Xu Jiang followed Xu Du's instructions to fold the handkerchief and put it under the pillow.

I was very tired today, so I fell asleep quickly when I got on my pillow.

There seemed to be a faint fragrance of flowers floating at the end of his nose, dreamlike, Xu Jiang seemed to be walking in the darkness, and light gradually came out in front of him, the thick and shallow mist dispersed, and his eyes suddenly became clear.

It was still Muyue Palace, Xu Jiang was a little surprised. He lowered his head and looked at what he was wearing. He had obviously changed into bed clothes before, but now he was wearing a slightly outdated formal palace dress.

The surrounding furnishings are more outdated than in my own impression.

Xu Jiang wanted to stand up, but found that he couldn't move at all, and he couldn't even open his mouth to speak.

She seems unable to manipulate this body, she can only share the vision of this body as a bystander.

"His Royal Highness, rest early." Seeing that she was still sitting at the table, a small palace sighed, "Wang Shang went to see His Highness Changle today... I must have forgotten her."

"But...today is the day of my marriage."

A thin voice came from Xu Jiang's body, which was almost exactly the same as his own, which made her feel a little weird.

Is this another self?

There was a warm cup of tea on the table, and I glanced through the reflection, that face was indeed exactly the same as my own, only slightly thinner, and there was an indispensable fear and cowardice between the eyebrows.

Today seems to be the day of her marriage ceremony. In Liang Kingdom, both women and the marriage ceremony must be held by their parents and elders. A simple ceremony signifies the ardent blessings and expectations for their daughters.

The etiquette of aristocratic women is more complicated. The princess Xu Yan of Changle held a grand ceremony, set up a grand temple, invited a group of noble children to observe the ceremony, and even the king of Liang also issued a nationwide amnesty to accumulate blessings for Xu Yan.

But when it was Xu Jiang's turn, King Liang completely forgot about this matter. As a prince's daughter, the treatment was very different.

Xu Jiang watched herself get up and slowly walked out of the palace. She seemed to be able to feel the body's inner heart, loneliness, sorrow, and low self-esteem...

The light outside was very dim, Xu Jiang remembered that there was a pond here, and he was walking so drowsy now, but it was a bit dangerous.

Sure enough, the foot was not stepped firmly, and the whole person was plunged into the water. Although Xu Jiang could not manipulate his body, he could clearly feel the freezing water temperature.

She heard a loud cry for help, her body slowly sank, despair spreading in her heart, and there was a revelation in her head, but there were hardly any warm and joyful memories.

No one cares, no one cares, it seems that it's not bad to die just like that.

Then someone rescued her, Xu Jiang knew it was Zhao Rui.

She seems to be having a dream now, unimaginable, but so real as if it had happened before.

Zhao Rui became her savior. He sent her back and praised her heterochromatic eyes.

At that moment, her whole world seemed to be lit up by the sky.

Zhao Rui in the dream seemed to be appreciated by the king. Even as a foreign prince, he could go in and out of the palace freely, so they had the opportunity to meet frequently.

She was disappointed with King Liang and was bewitched by Zhao Rui. She risked the danger to go to the study to steal the secrets and passed them to Zhao Rui for his use, only to get his approval with a smile.

Xu Jiang looked at all this coldly, is this really her?

Onlookers clear, Zhao Rui looked at her with no love in her eyes, and her smile was hypocritical and cold. This silly girl, unable to see the facts before her eyes, was happily guarding something illusory.

This is just a dream, Xu Jiang thought, but she still felt a panic of fear. All this seemed to be very real.

How would things develop without the night when the father suddenly came to visit her? She is always alone, will she chase a vain warmth with a hot head like in a dream?

She was shocked and did not dare to think about it anymore.

The time in the dream flies quickly. In a blink of an eye, Liang Wang Fudan died, and the Chu party controlled the government. Little did he know that the oriole was behind. Zhao Rui used the power of the Shen family to fight against the Chu family. After several intensifications, it finally led to civil strife.

Yu State took advantage of this time to attack in one fell swoop, and Liang State was destroyed.

And Zhao Rui, with merits and secret schemes, ascended to the throne of King Yu. The Yu Kingdom, which had annexed Liang Kingdom, became even stronger. It moved eastward and southward in one go, and annihilated all the countries. In more than ten years, it has dominated the world and became a hegemony.

She also became a member of the Three Thousand Beauties of Zhao Rui's Harem, but Zhao Rui didn't remember who she was long ago. What he really cared about was Wu Liang Guo Ji Wei Xuan, who had met at the end of his life. Rumor has it that Zhao Ruili rejects all opinions and resolutely establishes such a lowly status as her queen, which is enough to show her deep affection.

But she hadn't cared about these things a long time ago, she had exhausted the energy of chasing, and finally realized that some things were just like those beautiful flowers, and couldn't get it with all the effort. After trying to understand this section, she was relieved.

So she has nothing to do with embroidery, keeping quiet, and spending the rest of her life in peace, which is already her greatest wish.

But even such a simple wish cannot be realized.