The foolish king's marriage to the ugly concubine

Chapter 1 Who is ugly
In the Western Chu Kingdom, the Prime Minister's Mansion, the sun is setting.

There is a dilapidated courtyard in Xiyuan, the house cannot be covered, and the bed cannot be slept in. It is comparable to a dilapidated temple outside the city, and not as good as a beggar's den. No one would have thought that there would be such a dilapidated place in the prime minister's mansion.

A thin girl in a patched sarong was sitting under a big tree in the yard with a book in her hands, staring at the ink stains on the book with her starry black eyes.

The blood-red afterglow poured down, casting a layer of rosy veil on her.

Suddenly, the broken and broken wooden door of the courtyard was knocked open forcefully, and a large group of people swarmed in.

The girl raised her face in panic, and she saw six or seven beautiful girls dressed in silk and satin, followed by a dozen servant girls.

Subconsciously, she hid the book in her hand behind her back, and called out timidly, "Eldest, eldest miss."

Mu Xinxiu stood in the middle of the crowd, wearing a pink-blue pomegranate dress, embroidered with light purple petals dotted with stars, lined with a milky white gauze shirt, and decorated with a light purple belt around her waist, highlighting her slender and well-proportioned appearance Her fair face is covered with powder and daisy, which is rosy in the face, and the exquisite facial features are deeply impressed. On her head, she wears a flying fairy bun, a pan-chi necklace, and adorned with light purple pearls. Looking around her whole body, she is as beautiful as a fairy. , is completely different from the girl who is still sitting on the ground, but her expression at this moment destroys this beauty.

"Damn servant, what are you hiding behind your back? Did you steal something from the prime minister's residence?"

Seeing the young lady's signal, the close servant girl stepped forward, quickly snatched at least behind the young lady, and snatched a torn book from her hand.

"Miss."

After receiving the things handed over, Mu Xinxiu stared at her beautiful eyes, and shouted: "Good job, Mu Xinran, you even went to the library to steal books, the prime minister's mansion really raised you, a lowly girl, for nothing! A loyal dog has not grown up! , but raised a white-eyed wolf."

Throwing it hard, the scroll with its worn-out cover slapped hard on the face of the sallow and thin girl, that is, Mu Xinran in the mouth of the purple-clothed girl. She was shocked and let her face be smashed. With a red mark, she lowered her eyes and remained silent.

"Since there is nothing to say, don't blame this lady for her family rules." Mu Xinxiu curled her lips coldly, seeing that no one moved, she said angrily, "Why are you still standing there?"

When everyone heard the words, they flocked up.

A trace of fear flashed in Mu Xinran's eyes, but she didn't plead for mercy.It's not that I don't ask, it's just that I know that intercession is useless. If there are too many such days, it has become commonplace.

Relying on past experience, she quickly squatted down, covered her head with her hands, and huddled her thin body tightly into a ball. Fists came one after another, and landed heavily on her upper arms. The wounds on her body that had not fully healed turned blue again , the pain spread to her heart, but she could only grit her teeth and endure it, because she knew that the more she screamed, the more fists she would attract.

The muffled groans of being hit on the flesh sounded one after another, with Mu Xinxiu cursing casually and the girls laughing, the desolate small courtyard was very lively.

"Hit! Teach this little girl a lesson! Dare to steal in the prime minister's mansion, it's really a dog who crawls around!"

"Sister, don't get mad at a lowly servant girl, they will be obedient and beat you hard." Several girls in gorgeous skirts, the oldest was fifteen or sixteen years old, and the youngest was only ten years old. Shi Fendai, wearing a fine embroidered long dress, although her delicate and charming face is not fully opened, it is not difficult to see how she will be in a few years. It is a pity that the slightly ferocious expression on her face was destroyed by excitement. The whole beauty.

Mu Xinxiu didn't speak again, but the pride on her face was obvious.

"Sister, it's just a broken book, just teach me a lesson, don't beat people to death."

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, with willow eyebrows like smoke, clear and eager eyes, like an elegant green lotus, speaks softly and softly, with a girl's unique crisp and melodious, it sounds very comfortable.There was no excitement on her face, and she reminded with a little worry.

"Oh, Xinqing, don't think that as a sister, I don't know your temperament. If you really can't bear her being hurt, why bother to follow her every time to join in the fun. Fake compassion and fake compassion, don't really treat yourself as a Bodhisattva." Mu Xinxiu With a light snort, Liu raised his eyebrows, full of disdain.

"Second Sister, Eldest Sister is getting angry, so don't come here to add fuel to the fire." The girl in pink standing beside Mu Xinxiu raised her face, reminding her kindly.

Mu Xinqing's face was slightly stiff, she pursed her lips and fell silent.

A few girls who seemed to be at peace with each other were talking on this side, but Mu Xinran on the other side was already dying.

"Don't, don't hit!" Mu Xinran, who thought it was just a beating as before, realized that her body was approaching the limit, and while protecting her important parts, she begged for mercy in a low voice against the fists that fell on her body densely like raindrops. Sob out.

"Oh, Mu Xinran, do you still have the guts to beg for mercy? Born a wild breed, shamelessly occupying the name of Miss Mu's family, she looks so ugly, causing Mu's family to be ridiculed, causing this lady to be in the capital's officials' house You were ridiculed in front of the young lady! You are still a thief! A useless and vicious ugly girl like you is a disaster, if you still have a little self-knowledge, you should kill yourself as soon as possible. How dare you beg for mercy!"

When Mu Xinxiu heard Mu Xinran begging for mercy, she became sullen again. This ugly little sister is the stain of her number one beauty in Western Chu, "Hit me hard!"

The servants were taken aback when they heard this.

"Didn't you hear what my sister said? Hurry up!" The pink girl Mu Xinyu opened her small mouth and reminded sharply. She was only twelve or thirteen years old, and there was a hint of ruthlessness on her face that didn't match her age.

The words of the two ladies seemed to have given birth to the strength of the servants, their faces were exposed with excitement, and they fought harder and harder. They never thought that the girl under their fists was also their master, the lady of Mufu.

Mu Xinxiu looked at Mu Xinran who was being beaten by the group, and the sullenness in her heart finally subsided a bit, and the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up.

Suddenly, a servant girl flew backwards with a cry of pain, and almost bumped into Mu Xinxiu.Mu Xinxiu hurriedly backed away, narrowly dodging, the anger in her heart surged up at the same time, she pointed at the maid on the ground and was about to scold, another human sandbag was thrown over.

A few young ladies headed by Mu Xinxiu immediately screamed and scattered.

When their eyes touched the scene of the gang fight, they all showed demented expressions.

What happened to the servants and maids who were kicked or beaten one by one?

Soon, they understood, but at the same time it was even more terrifying.

That ugly monster who beat people with his fists and kicked people is really Mu Xinran who was beaten by the servants just now and kept begging for mercy?Could it be that he was possessed by a ghost?Otherwise, how could it be so powerful?
Mu Xinran stretched out her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, the corner of Sen Leng's face suddenly curled up, and the purple markings occupying the right half of her face matched her expression at the moment, which was extraordinarily ferocious.

Everyone retreated three steps in unison, and the servants who were lying on the ground and screaming repeatedly also shrank back while moaning.Mother, this ugly monster won't really become a ghost, can it?
(End of this chapter)