Rebirth and Revenge: The Black-bellied Prostitute

"Miss, ma'am..."

The voice of the maid Qinghe came from the ear, Qinghe?Qinghe!Thinking of Qinghe, Xia Chiwan's heart trembled.

Bu Zhanfeng, as the name suggests, is the leader and shows his sharpness.Bu Zhanfeng was only 21 years old, and he won the first prize in both civil and military affairs.

However, no matter how good Bu Zhanfeng is, he has the name of champion, but no official title.How difficult it is to get to know her, the prime minister's daughter.

If it wasn't for the little matchmaker Qing He who secretly helped, set up bridges, and often stepped forward in front of her, how could she like that scum!

It can be said that Qinghe is the origin of Xia Chiwan's painful life.

Xia Chiwan opened his eyes, they were extremely sharp, and there was a fierce light in his eyes, staring at Qing He viciously.That expression was like that of an evil ghost crawling back from hell, wanting to take the life of a stranger.

"Miss, Miss?" Xia Chiwan has always treated Qing He kindly, Qing He has never seen such a stern expression on Xia Chi Wan's face.

"Miss, it hurts." The wrist seemed to be tightly clasped by iron claws, the bones hurt so badly, as if they were about to break, Qing He's face wrinkled into a ball in pain.

"Pain?" Xia Chiwan repeated in doubt, she is a dead person, how could Qinghe be in pain?

Xia Chi turned his watery eyes, and sure enough, he saw a layer of red marks on Qing He's wrist that he was holding.The memories before fainting flooded into Xia Chiwan's mind like a tide.

Yes, she died, but she was born again!

"Miss, are you having a nightmare?" As soon as Xia Chiwan let go, Qing He hurriedly washed a handkerchief to dry the sweat from Xia Chiwan's forehead.

nightmare?Indeed, she had a terrible nightmare. In the dream, those man-eating devils were stalking her one by one, and the Qing He in front of her was one of them.

It's just that after she lost power, Qing He, a slave, once showed off her power in front of her master, and it seemed that she hadn't seen such a humble expression on Qing He's face for a long time.

"En." Xia Chiwan replied flatly, the Qinghe in front of her was not the appearance of becoming a lady in the end in her memory, but the appearance of a teenager who was in full bloom.

Looking at the familiar bed curtain, and smelling his favorite plum fragrance before breathing, Xia Chiwan's heart felt hot. "What time is it?"

"If you go back to Miss, it's already noon. Miss, do you feel hungry?" Qing He quickly regained her composure, thinking that Miss might have been frightened before and had a nightmare again, that's why she showed such a terrifying expression.

As soon as Qing He said, Xia Chiwan really felt that his stomach was empty and his muscles were hungry.

"Prepare hot water for me. I want to take a bath, and then ask the cook to make some lotus porridge." Xia Chiwan lifted the quilt, her body was wet and sticky, making her very uncomfortable.

"Miss, you can't do this, you have to cover it, what if you get hot again?" Qing He quickly put the quilt back, with a nervous look on her face, she is really a "loyal" good slave.

Xia Chiwan slapped Qinghe backhandedly, "Presumptuous, are you the master or I am the master, you dare not listen to the master's words, what's the use of asking you, a slave, to come!"

In the past, she was too kind to these slaves. Even if the slaves did something wrong, at most they would just scold a few words and never do anything.