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6. My sister’s outfit is really unique.

She didn't know why she traveled to such a backward place after she died.

There are no sporadic records of any of this dynasty in history.

It seems that she has traveled to a different time and space.

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Shortly after Caicai left with the bracelet, someone came to the door.

"The concubine, the prince told me to take you over immediately. The concubine quickly clean up and leave with me."

Feng Linxue couldn't move her fingers, so she went out wearing dirty clothes and messy hair.

Cai Cai told her that her husband was a man named Mo Yecheng.

Mo Yecheng is the emperor's sixth prince and the earliest prince to be crowned king.

At present, he has a princess, two concubines, and several concubines.

She used to be the mistress of the royal palace, but after being framed by Leng Ruxuan, the mistress was replaced and she became the concubine who was sent to the cold palace.

If it weren't for her father being an important official in the court, she wouldn't even be able to get the identity of a concubine.

Back then, her sloppy pursuit of Mo Yecheng finally touched the hearts of a handsome man. After Mo Yecheng married her, the two lived a very loving and sweet life. After Leng Ruxuan married into the palace, Mo Yecheng gradually became less pampered with her.

Well, in general, it is a story of a unfaithful man who forgets the old one with a new person.

Soon, she met a unfaithful man named Mo.

She glanced at it very quickly.

He is a handsome man with excellent skin, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, red lips and white teeth.

The table was filled with delicious food.

The fragrance plunged into her nose, and Feng Linxue swallowed.

Sitting opposite the unfaithful man was the woman in red.

A handsome man and beautiful woman, delicious food, look quite pleasing to the eye.

"Prince, the concubine has arrived."

Leng Ruxuan looked up at her, bent her apricot eyes and smiled mockingly, "My sister's outfit is really unique."

Mo Yecheng also slowly raised his eyes, and just glanced at it, disgust arose in his eyes.

"Xuan'er is so excited that she wants to eat sour things. I heard that the sour cabbage you pickled with your own hands is delicious. I have someone ready the ingredients, so you can pickle it immediately to satisfy Xuan'er's cravings."

Two maids walked out, and one of them was holding a silver plate with chopped cabbage, chopped chili, and some other seasonings.

One person was holding a small basin in his hand.

Pickled cabbage?

A passage of text soon emerged in Feng Linxue's mind.

To pickle cabbage, you need to mix the seasonings into the cabbage with your hands, and you need to wear gloves when pickling.

But...she didn't see the gloves.

What a cruel heart.

Her fingers were injured by sticks, and there was no medicine. Every finger was covered with skin and flesh.

When I moved a little, it hurt so much that I felt so painful.

Her eyes couldn't help but fall on the red chunks of chopped peppers.

"Prince, forget it, I don't really want to see my sister." Leng Ruxuan's charming little face showed a hint of grievance and injury, and he said with a smile.

"Xuan'er has something she wants to eat, how can she forget it?"

The cold eyes fell on her, and there was no sign of emotion. "Why haven't you done it yet? Didn't you see Xuan'er waiting?"

Caicai said that Mo Yecheng once really liked Feng Linxue.

How could a man who convicts the person he likes without distinguishing right from wrong and tramples on her dignity, pride and cruelly torture her body?
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