The Conceited Crown Princess

August is in late autumn. In the cold air, the cruel wind mixed with the withered and yellow leaves, the cold wind is almost merciless. Huoyun City, Wangyue lake, a few women are sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, laughing and talking about music, from time to time to see struggling figures in the lake. The woman in the lake only wore a thin gauze skirt, and was desperately rowing her hands, which were so cold and stiff that she tried to swim to the shore, but because of lack of strength, she sank little by little At that moment, a woman's schadenfreude laughter and vague abuse came from the shore. Underwater, that thin figure clings to the chest of the skirt, slowly sinking, the next moment, the original lifeless body suddenly opened his eyes, a frightening momentum burst out in an instant. However, her subconscious breathing made a mouthful of water enter her nose. She quickly adjusted her posture, skillfully swung her hands, slowly lowered her body in the water and rushed out of the water in one breath. The bitter wind made her shiver. Frowning, Phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, bursts of pain, together with scattered fragments of memory into the mind. Deep into the pain of the soul, she can't help but speak a little. She swam to the shore, her head on the back of her hand, digesting that part of the memory that doesn't belong to her. Genius becomes waste material, beautiful woman becomes ugly woman, the proud son of heaven becomes the waste that everyone despises in the twinkling of an eye, countless past being bullied and insulted reappear one by one in front of her eyes, she can't help but coldly hook her lips, which is the original body owner with the same name as her evil Phoenix... It's really tragic. However, since the original owner gave her a chance of rebirth, she would return all the humiliations she had suffered. She's an agent of death from the 21st century, the leader of yaohuang temple, and the myth of the secret service world. Now that she's in this strange world, how many ancient people are she afraid of? "Look, that bitch is floating up on her own." Good noisy voice, cold string suddenly looked up, sharp eyes instantly seize the person. "This ugly and useless woman dares to covet Lord Xuan. How can she not die in shame?" Zhang Peipei's voice was sharp and harsh, and he expressed his indignant dissatisfaction with the scanty woman under the water. "Hum, how can a handsome man like Lord Xuan have such a woman as his fiancee?" Zhang Peipei shakes a round fan with his left hand. His white fingers point to the cold string lying by the lake. His beautiful face is distorted by jealousy. "Let's go and have a look. We can't do it. Let's give him a death!" Zhang Qianqian slightly probes toward the direction of cold winding, gnashing her teeth, and even can't believe that she can still live in such cold weather. Like Zhang peipeipei, Zhang Qianqian, the second daughter of Shangshu, adores long Yuxuan. How can such a beautiful and handsome Xuan Lord be coveted by such a waste ugly girl! Zhang Qianqian and Zhang peipeipei head to the cold string with a proud face, and their brains are filling up the swollen appearance of the ugly face with blisters. Zhang Peipei put his hands around his chest, went to Leng Shangxian and squatted down. "Well, you're still the daughter of the general's house. You're a waste. We have to take the place of the general to root out such a rubbish as you, so that he won't have to worry about you! " She raised the corners of her lips and laughed. She said, hand will be a little bit close to the past. Leng Shangxian raised her chin, and her cold eyes glanced at Zhang peipeipei. Her dark Phoenix eyes were merciless. No one noticed the jocular radian of her pale lips. The original owner died, the culprit, will soon be in front of you Zhang peipeipei, who had been looking at her with pride, was frightened by the eyes full of evil spirit and the terrifying birthmark on her face. Her heart trembled and subconsciously retreated. She squatted on the ground with an unstable center of gravity and sat on the ground full of mud. "Ah! Ghost Zhang Peipei was so scared that he lost his face. When he looked carefully, he patted his chest and pointed to Leng Shangxian fiercely: "it's you who dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of us!" Cold on the corner of the lip hook, one hand to support the shore, dexterous jump, stand firm on the shore, looking down at the disdainful face of the two sisters, eyes full of irony. Her lips curved in a jest, bent down and raised her eyebrows. "Why, I'm afraid I'll ask for my life if I've done something bad?" Her voice was hoarse and cold, and her deep pupils made it difficult to capture her emotions. The voice of the cold string is like a ghost, ethereal, distant, clearly in front of us, but the cold voice seems to come from the horizon.Zhang Qianqian and Zhang peipeipei look at each other, and then carefully look at a cold string, the birthmark is still, still so ugly, the body still does not have any spiritual fluctuations, this person, this is not a cold waste! But how dare cold waste talk to them like this! Two people's teeth itch. They stand up and stare at Leng Shangxian fiercely, but it seems that they suddenly think of something. The deep feeling on their face suddenly changes and they are very proud.