Oh, it’s really ridiculous. Being her father, does she have a father? Her father is currently lying in the Xiqing Palace waiting to die! The master has taught her since she was a child that there is no good man in this world.
, don’t be fooled, don’t believe their lies.
She refused to listen. She always believed that the man she fell in love with would also like her. But the reality slapped her mercilessly. That man didn't like her at all!
She is a princess of the royal family of Xiqing and a saint from Miao territory. With her ability, she can get whatever she wants! No one should be obedient! She has fallen in love with him. It is his blessing, but he still rejects her!
And that hateful woman!
Just wait and see, she won't let them go, definitely not! Master said that if you can't get something, destroy it so that no one can get it!
An Yan, didn’t you choose me? Then just wait and see!
Han Lihua grabbed the quilt so hard that her fingers directly corroded a hole in the quilt.
"Li'er, your hands? What's going on? Are you poisoned?" Mr. Han was yelled at by Han Lihua, but when he saw the strangeness on her hands, he couldn't help but asked worriedly.
"I'll say it again, get out of here or not, if you don't get out, I'll beat you to death!" Han Lihua's eyes were fierce and she stared at Mr. Han completely irrationally.
Seeing her like this, Mr. Han knew that nothing he could say would be of any use.
This wasn't the first time he saw her losing her temper, so he had to respond: "Well, I'll go back first, and you can have a good rest."
After Master Han left, Han Lihua got up from the bed, walked to the candlestick next to the end of the bed, moved the candlestick slightly, and the shelf on the wall moved away, revealing a door.
After she walked in, the shelf closed again.
She walked all the way down to the secret room. Deep in the secret room, in a gloomy place, there was a person hanging.
It was a man in his early twenties, wearing only a white single coat, and his face was so pale that there was almost no blood. He was just hanging there. When he heard the movement, he slowly opened his eyes, raised the corners of his lips and spoke softly.
Said: "You are here."
Han Lihua didn't say anything. She grabbed the whip on the shelf and hit the man hard.
It wasn't until the man's body was covered with blood and she was out of breath that she stopped, screamed, and shouted: "Why, why doesn't he like me? Why? Tell me, why should he?"
He doesn’t like me! Why should he!”
After the man was beaten, the corners of his lips were filled with blood, which made his face even more frighteningly white.
He seemed to have been used to this kind of pain for a long time, and didn't take it to heart at all. Instead, he asked her: "What about you? Lihua, why don't you like me? Even if you torture me like this, I still like you, but
Why don't you like me?"
"Shut up!" Han Lihua seemed to have gone crazy. She jumped up and slapped the man: "Zheng Qiugu, who do you think you are? What do you think you are! You deserve this princess to like you, do you deserve it?"
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Zheng Qiugu was not surprised at all that she would say this, but smiled and said: "So what? I don't deserve it, but the person who does deserve it doesn't like you. Lihua, things in the world are like this. The more you want something, the more you want it.