The God of War and the Concubine: Miss Seventh

Chapter 128 Transformation into a Butterfly

"It's just that everyone gets what they need. You must know that I don't want to marry into the Prince's Mansion."

Murong Yu smiled: "If you said this before, I would never believe it, but now I believe it."

Jian Yanshang heard the words, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Oh? Why? Could it be because I helped you?"

"Of course this is one aspect, but before I was overwhelmed by jealousy, I forgot what kind of person you are, you are so arrogant, no one has ever let you see it, maybe in my heart, Mo Qian That's great, but in your eyes, there has never been a trace of love for him. You despise his identity and ability, because your intelligence and ability will definitely stand higher than anyone else, you say Am i right?"

If we say that Murong Yu in the past was just a powerful lady who was pampered by the family, then she is now a woman who will not fade even if she leaves the family.

Perhaps it was love that made her learn to grow, learn to endure, and learn to see all the facts clearly, but Jian Shaoshang still admires her for being able to transform in such a short period of time, at least she is still tenacious, unlike those pampered and well-known ladies.

In fact, only Murong Yu knows the pain in her heart. In the past, she was loved by countless elders in the family, and the prince only had a good impression of her. In the capital, everyone praised her, but when Jian Yanshang received the imperial decree of marriage When she was young, she didn't know how much ridicule and sarcasm she received, even the servants who were usually submissive to her dared to talk nonsense behind her back.

She begged her father to come to the palace for a face-to-face. In fact, she knew in her heart that it was impossible, but what she didn't expect was that her father, who loved her so much on weekdays, would not even want to perform a play, only saying that she could not fight for it. If she gets the benefits she deserves, she will no longer be the daughter of the Murong family, and then she will be locked up, and those concubines dare to point fingers at her.

She said that if she didn't have the green-level fighting spirit, how could the family want this shameful daughter, but she knew that the green-level fighting spirit cost the family a lot of precious medicinal materials to rush up, in order to let her match It is possible to win Xuanyuan Mo, but at this time everything has become useless.

So she escaped while the servants were delivering food to her. She wanted to go to the Prince's Mansion, to go to the side of the person she loved, at least she could get some comfort, but in the end, not only did she not get anything, Instead, she was stopped outside the door, and she saw the mockery in the eyes of the guard who usually treated her respectfully.

At that time, Jian Yushang appeared at the gate of the Prince's Mansion, and she could see the respect and flattery of the man towards her, and then she realized that in fact, everything is just the human heart, and those who depend on others are definitely not the strongest The big one is true only if you have the strength.

Finally she understood why Jian Shaoshang always looked down on her, and why those people changed so quickly, but they were all the people who tended to the flames. At that time, Jian Shaoshang said that she could help her, and she didn't know what to do. It was very chaotic, but she had no choice but to gamble, betting everything on the girl she had always been jealous of.

In the end she won, and her father sent her a lot of accessories that night, and those servants were all trembling, for fear that they would cause trouble for them, and those concubines also came to flatter them again. I will not take it seriously, but now she can only feel irony, and what follows is nausea, because of her seeing through, so she is grateful to Jian Shaoshang, thanking her for helping herself in the last time, and thanking her for helping herself to see clearly Those false truths.