In the following days, the seventh day of the lunar calendar was in another state.

The place where I live is getting bigger and brighter, the clothes are more beautiful and exquisite, and there are also girls around me, jewelry, and the meals are better, so I don’t have to do hard work.

Chu Qi understood that all this was because he was about to become the so-called concubine of the God of Killing King.

But after a while, the color of the servants in the mansion is still mixed with contempt.

No matter how much the original third lady was a lower-level existence than them, it was not a problem to bully her casually. Some new servants who even didn't even know her true identity.

After the imperial edict was issued, I suddenly realized it!

Oh, this is actually Miss Three!

The third lady I've never heard of.

Miss Waste Three.

The third lady who has never studied or written any words, has no love for her father or mother.

Miss I can’t do anything, have no specialties, and although she looks better, she has always lived at the bottom of the house, so her appearance is buried.

Most of them are incredible.

These servants called the third lady a "little bitch" a few days ago.

Now he has transformed himself into a phoenix.

The so-called narrow-mindedness of the ancients actually makes some sense. The seventh day of the lunar month was to experience a life that was envied, jealous and hated for a few days.

For example, Xiaodie, a newly sent maid, always shouted out the three words "little bitch" intentionally or unintentionally, as if to remind the seventh day of the lunar month that she was once a "little bitch" and a "little bitch" who was despised and ridiculed by everyone.

I felt bored in the seventh day of the lunar calendar and didn’t want to care about her, but when some things reached the extreme, it was not something that ordinary people could tolerate.

Early in the morning of the day I got married.

Even if Miss Yan San married into a concubine, she was still a concubine, and she was also a concubine of the King of Killing God... There must be scenes, and there must be three books and six recruits, so the big team of big-name betrothal gifts and dowry were arranged halfway.

The mind is as clear as a mirror on the seventh day of the first lunar month, and those so-called dowry are nothing more than that.

After a few days of getting along, her modern soul, modern brain, and modern ideas can easily see Yan Zuoxiang's hypocrisy.

It’s just for her as the accurate concubine, so it’s not easy to neglect her, so I can only do something.

And that dowry is just like that.

"Miss... Do you really don't bring Xiaodie after you marry?" The maid stood beside her and watched the matchmaker help the Qiqian make-up.

"Yeah." You can't move when you put on makeup, otherwise, you will nod your head directly on the 7th day of the lunar month and don't have so much time to answer her

"Miss, you don't know a lot of things. If you offend someone in the past, that's not good... You'd better take me there." I dreamed of using some tricks and some beauty to hook the legendary prince into bed... Maybe I could be a concubine!

Raise your eyes on the seventh day of the lunar month.

Looking straight at the Xiaodie behind from the yellow bronze mirror.

"Do you... want to say I'm uneducated?" He slightly opened his pink lips, his voice soft, but exuded an extremely cold breath. The breath was sprayed on the matchmaker's hands that were plastering her with rouge, causing the latter's hand to shake slightly.

"I don't dare, Miss! I don't mean that!"

"Me? Are you qualified to say to me?" He curled his lips, "Come on, take Lin Xiaodie down. He doesn't understand the rules and has no master. He beats the twenty big boards and drives out of the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion!"

He shouted at the group of guards outside.

She couldn't shout the people from Yan's house, but the person sent by the God of Killing should be able to shout.
Chapter completed!