The Supreme Villainess’s Journeys as a Cannon Fodder

Pei Jiufeng didn't dream anymore.

This made him a little surprised, and a little relieved.

He really didn't know how to face Wang Dachun.

He was ashamed of her, ashamed to see her. It would be best if we could not see each other again. As long as he knows that she is doing well, it is enough.

He lost this game with the demon.

The demon was at heart attack, which made him retreat step by step, and compromised again and again.

But he is not angry, because he has obtained something precious—

He was sincerely treated and taken care of by Wang Dachun.

Although her care is not gentle and delicate. She would cut him, beat him, scold him, and even leave him, but she was also doing her best to support him, never fighting with him for a bite, and taking care of him all night when he was sick.

No one has ever treated him so well.

He was stained with the light of Wang Dagen, it can also be said that he was stained with the light of a demon. He became Wang Dagen in his dream and enjoyed her care.

This is exactly why he said that demon people are good at attacking their hearts.

He knew that he was being calculated, but he stepped on it, and he was convinced that he lost without resentment.

The weather gets cold day by day.

When winter arrived, the eunuchs and maids in the palace put on cotton-padded clothes.

Sometimes Pei Jiufeng went down to the court and walked through the long palace road, paying attention to the busy palace people going back and forth. The eunuchs are okay, he doesn't pay much attention, but his eyes often fall on the servant girl.

The cotton-padded clothes make their figure a little bloated, not as light and slender as in autumn.

All of them had ruddy complexions, and they wore jet-black and shiny buns. The wrists and necks that appeared occasionally were all white and delicate.

At least, compared with Wang Dachun, it is smooth and soft.

Pei Jiufeng felt a slight tingling in the countless scars that Wang Dachun often did rough work in front of him.

Did she buy a cotton coat?

He couldn't stop worrying. According to what he knew about her, she got to the point where she could spend money without spending money. He was worried that not only was she reluctant to buy cotton-padded clothes, she even went out every day to pick up rotten vegetables and rob food scraps that were not needed in restaurants.

Thinking of this, he grabbed his heart slightly.

What can he do for her? Otherwise, transfer a parent official who cares about the people over there, right?

Do it when you think of it.

But Pei Jiufeng soon discovered that this matter was not easy. Qingxian County is the disaster-stricken place, the region is poor, and officials are transferred there, unless someone offends him, and he demotes the person away.

If an official is demoted, will he be a parent official with due diligence?

This hesitation took another few days.

On this day, Pei Jiufeng was upset and went to the back garden to relax.

He saw the beauties in groups.

He didn't kill for a long time, and the beauties in the harem became more courageous and dared to go out and walk around.

Seeing him, I was no longer afraid as before, hesitated for a moment, and stepped forward to salute.

"See the emperor."

Pei Jiufeng lowered his eyes and looked at the beauties who knelt on the ground.

They are very young, the youngest is only fourteen or five years old, exactly the same age as a flower.

She wore gold, silver, pearls and jade between her hair and brocade clothes on her body. The crow crow's silky and shining long hair draped behind her.

He also saw that although they were wearing cotton-padded clothes, they did not look bloated because of the exquisite tailoring and the good materials, but they only brought out their beauty and vividness.

Rolling his throat a few times, he couldn't help squeezing his fingers.

Restrain the urge to get angry.

"Go away," he said.

The beauties shuddered, squashed their heads, and replied with a trembling voice: "Yes."

Climbing up, regardless of raising their heads, they supported each other, carrying their skirts and fleeing.

For fear of running slowly, they will be left and killed.

The hairpin fell all over the place and couldn't even look back at it. But in an instant, he ran without a trace.

Pei Jiufeng closed his eyes lightly and took a breath.

The palm was clenched into a fist, and then released.

If there is anything in his hand at this moment, it must be smashed to the ground!

Why!

They don't do anything day by day, and they are all raised in the palace. Why!

Why does Wang Dachun pick up rotten vegetables and eat them every day, without even a piece of cotton-padded clothes!

"Purpose."

Back to the Imperial Study Room, he said in a deep voice.

None of the beauties in the harem stayed, all were driven out of the palace!

Shaoyin also got the news.

She is also one of the beauties in the harem after all.

"Yinyin, you're going out of the palace!" The system said happily, "If you're out of the palace, you won't have anything to do with the plot. It doesn't matter how you want to live!"

In another year and a half, it's time for the plot to officially begin.

If Shaoyin stays in the palace, the system can't help worrying about her doing things. After all, she likes doing things.

She can go out of the palace, she doesn't have to die, and it won't affect the plot, it kills two birds with one stone!

But Shao Yin begged to see Pei Jiufeng and said, "I would like to stay and serve for the emperor."

"What are you staying for?!" Huihui was anxious, "You look so good, and you can dance. How can you feel better after you leave the palace! Don't think about it. From now on, the palace will be the world of the female lord, and the tyrant can't keep anything else. The woman is in the palace! If you don’t leave now, and the male partner rebels in the future, you will definitely be killed!"

How could there be other women beside the hero?

Even if you put it as a display, it won't work.

In the script, many beauties in the harem died under the sword of the rebel army led by the male partner.

Perhaps, it's not just the rebel army. The sword has no eyes, and I'm afraid the hero's person has also contributed.

"You want to work for the lonely?" Pei Jiufeng looked at the Yingying girl standing below, not as disgusted with other beauties, because she painted abyss graffiti for him, she didn't invite pets, just wanted to please him. No one wants to be pleased. Of course Pei Jiufeng also enjoys this, "In addition to painting, what else can you do?"

"Do everything the emperor asked me to do." Shaoyin said, raising her head, her eyes full, tough and bright, "The court, the harem, the big things, the little things, the secret piles, the spy...whatever the emperor orders, I will do. "

When Pei Jiufeng heard this, he was very surprised: "You know a lot."

"I just want to play for the emperor." Shao Yin replied.

Pei Jiufeng didn't ask why she wanted to play. Not for fame, for profit, you can't get away with these two things.

"Yes." He nodded.

Shaoyin bowed happily: "Thank you, the emperor."

Backed down and returned to the palace with joy.

There was a distressed voice in his head: "Yinyin, what are you going to do?"

"Do you think Wang Dachun's sister and brother are suffering?" Shaoyin asked it.

Huihui replied: "Bitterness."

"Do you think the people of Qingxian are suffering?" she asked again.

Huihui paused and replied, "Bitterness."

"Are the people in the three southwestern counties suffering?"

Grey: "..."

"What are you going to do?" it wondered.

Shaoyin replied: "I have been a queen, a queen mother, and once ruled the world, you will treat me as a criminal of occupational disease."

Grey: "..."

Believe in her to have a ghost.

But it couldn't stop what she was going to do.

I don't persuade anymore, anyway, persuading is nothing.

Pei Jiufeng didn't tell Shaoyin anything for a while, only drove the other beauties out of the palace.

When other beauties learned that Shaoyin hadn't been out of the palace, they didn't envy her at all. They all thought she was stupid—the emperor was not good at being a female, so a fool thought she could be spoiled!

The palace suddenly became much cleaner, as far as Pei Jiufeng was concerned.

At least those who made him unhappy are gone.

The weather became more and more severe, and as the twelfth lunar month entered, snow was gradually floating in the sky.

The snow fell for a day and a night, and the entire palace was covered by a vast expanse of white. Thick snow accumulated on the eaves, branches, and ground.

The palace people were busy sweeping the snow, Pei Jiufeng stood under the eaves and looked at him. He had excellent eyesight. He could see the palace people sweating profusely, and worried.

Is it snowing in Qingxian too? Did Wang Dachun buy a quilt? If it is snowing, their original quilts will not be able to withstand the cold.

That night, he was lying on the bed, struggling for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Please send me into a dream!"

He could not rest assured.

He is going to see her.

For a long time, there was no movement.

Pei Jiufeng's heart sank, and he shouted in his heart: "I want to dream! Send my lonely dream!"

When he was about to yell, a familiar feeling of water surged over his body came.

Pei Jiufeng closed his eyes happily and waited for his dream.

But in a flash, he noticed the change.

The air became icy, without the smell of incense, and the warmth of charcoal fire. He was almost instantly sent into the ice cave from a place that was warm like spring.

Pei Jiufeng's heart trembled, but his body was not there, because his body was frozen at the moment.

As soon as he moved, a sharp pain came from his leg, making Pei Jiufeng stunned!

Immediately sit up, lift the quilt, and look at his legs.

He clearly remembered that Wang Dagen's leg had been broken for almost three months, and it should be healed!

However, why is it still tied tightly and so painfully? !

"Dachun?!" he cried.

There was silence all around, as if he was the only one in the house, and he yelled out subconsciously.

After realizing what he had done, his body tightened, his fist clenched, and his throat became hard. After a pause, he regained his courage and shouted again: "Dachun? Dachun?"

After a while, no one responded, and he knew that Wang Dachun was not at home.

Where has she been in such a cold day?

The pain in his leg was severe, otherwise he would go out to look for it.

Only then did he find pain on his forehead, and when he reached out and touched it, his teeth were suddenly painful: "Hiss!"

The pain didn't matter, he immediately noticed the pain in his arm. The sleeves were rolled up, and there were cyan bruises on his arms. Anger rises in his chest, his chest rises and falls violently, and then he feels pain in his belly. With a calm face, he lifted his clothes, and saw that his chest and stomach were almost all bruised.

His face completely sank.

Who beat Wang Dagen? !

Wang Dagen is already like this, what about Wang Dachun?

Although she is not a gentle sister, she is an older sister who loves her younger brother. Wang Dagen was beaten like this, what about her? Isn't it more serious? Thinking of this, he panicked!

Regardless of the pain in his leg, he struggled to get out of bed.

As soon as he walked around, he realized that his body was weak and weak. This felt familiar to him, and it was caused by often not having enough food.

A heart sank to the bottom.

When he left last time, Wang Dachun held twenty taels of silver in his hand. Later, his confidant gave Wang and Li to pay compensation. It should have been more. It is enough for her to pay off her debts, prepare for the winter, and spend the winter safely and steadily.

Something must have happened.

He was so anxious that he couldn't move one injured leg drastically. He was anxious and anxious. As soon as he moved to the door, he was already sweating.

He didn't care about wiping, and moved out little by little. Holding the door frame with one hand, he moved out of the house, and saw a figure lying down by the stove in the yard. His eyes widened instantly and his heart broke: "Dachun?!"

Fire was still burning in the stove. At this moment, the firewood was teetering at the mouth of the stove. As long as Pei Jiufeng came out at night, sparks could fall on Wang Dachun's body. The consequences would be disastrous!

Pei Jiufeng was so anxious that he couldn't even care about the pain in his leg. He dragged a wounded leg and rushed to the stove, ignoring the burning of his hands. He bent over and patted the falling sparks, and then grabbed Wang Dachun's arm. Move back strenuously.

Her body is soft, which makes Pei Jiufeng relieved, at least she is still alive.

Far away from the stove, he finally noticed the sharp pain from his leg, and almost fainted for a while. After taking a breath, he slowly sat down and placed the injured leg. Then he lifted Wang Dachun's head and patted her face gently: "Dachun? Wang Dachun?"

Her face was red and hot to the touch.

It wasn't by the fire, but by the fever. Pei Jiufeng regretted it, why did he come now? If he comes early and knows what happened to them, he can help them avoid it.

Very scared again. If he is more careless, thinking that there is no one at home, and he lays still on the bed, when will he find Wang Dachun?

He shook his hands and patted Wang Dachun's face lightly. Wang Dachun did not respond at all, he was already in a coma from the fever.

Pei Jiufeng discovered that she was wearing a cotton-padded coat that was so short that her wrists were exposed, and that she was almost cotton-free. Patches were all over the place, and a few holes were broken, but they were not patched.

How can it not freeze out if you wear so little clothes?

He gritted his teeth, stood up, and dragged her into the house.

He hurt a leg and struggled to move around, not to mention dragging a comatose person.

Pei Jiufeng didn't know how he dragged people in.

When he entered the house, he lost strength. His whole body was weakened and his legs were swinging. He held a sigh of relief, moved to the bed, tore off the quilt, and then moved to Wang Dachun's side step by step to wrap her up.

He couldn't put her on the bed, so he could only take off the quilt.

"Dachun?" He called her again, seeing that she was lying motionless on the ground without conscious, her small face was burnt red, and she felt that she was thinner than before, and her heart seemed to be twisted and the pain was straight. shake.

Settling her down, he dragged a wounded leg out of the house, walked to the stove, looked at the unextinguished stove, sat down, and slowly filled it with firewood.

What is cooking in the pot.

If you smell it, you know it's not a good thing.

However, if there are good things at home, Wang Dachun will not be reluctant to cook for his younger brother.

His throat was choking and his eye sockets were hot. When his vision gradually blurred, he raised the back of his hand and wiped his eyes.

Pick up the firewood and continue to fill it.

There is something warm at the moment, which can save Wang Dachun's life.