Overnight, Hua Lianmeng, whom everyone admired and admired, was ridiculed and looked down upon.
The rumors about Hua Lianmeng are too mythical, and her first appearance in the Tang Sect and her various behaviors were a huge disappointment.
Especially the men who were applauding Hua Lianmeng's shooting before, now, all of them have sarcastic looks in their eyes and eyebrows.
To put it bluntly, how can a person who shows off his virginity all day long be so clean?
Just now, Hua Lianmeng's words seemed to be spoken from the bottom of her heart, sincere and touching, but at the critical moment, she didn't push the young man from the Qin family out.
Whatever comes out of my mouth is contempt.
That look clearly shows that without glory, wealth, power and status, how could he be worthy of her Hua Lianmeng?
Look around——
There was a lot of discussion.
Hua Lianmeng closed her eyes tightly and her lips were trembling.
What she had been waiting for for a long time was such an embarrassing and miserable ending.
She swallowed, her eyes were slightly red, and if she didn't restrain herself strongly, tears would probably flow out.
"Miss Lianmeng is tired, help her down to rest."
Shen Qingxiao spoke up in time, his eyebrows were gentle, his voice was still as gentle and clear as jade, without any overbearing energy.
Hua Lianmeng suddenly looked at Shen Qingxiao and stopped talking.
The girls from Tingxue Tower supported Hua Lianmeng and retreated.
Hua Lianmeng entered the room alone, smashed all the porcelain on the table, and then punched the pieces of the porcelain, letting the pieces pierce into her flesh.
Hua Lianmeng closed her eyes tightly and took a deep breath. From the place where her clenched fist was punctured by the fragments, bright red blood flowed out.
"How could this be possible..."
Hua Lianmeng's eyes were red, her voice was hoarse, her body was weak and she collapsed to the ground.
The ground was covered with broken pieces of porcelain, which were pierced into her thighs and buttocks, but she didn't feel any pain.
Like a numb puppet.
In an instant, Hua Lianmeng's clothes were soaked in blood.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly and she slowly opened her beautiful eyes.
It is a void with no focal length.
His throat was like swallowing a sword, and the heart-piercing pain surged through his limbs and bones in an instant.
Two lines of clear tears flowed out, covering his entire face, and his whole body exuded an extremely sad atmosphere.
"Yuan'er, why, why do they have to bully my sister?"
Hua Lianmeng took out a small and exquisite doll from her sleeve. Between her eyebrows, she bore a slight resemblance to Li Yuanhou.
Hua Lianmeng sniffed, hugged Li Yuanhou's puppet with both hands, and cried: "Why do you even want to leave my sister? From now on, my sister will never have any relatives in this world."
"Damn it!"
"Why? Why is God so unfair?"
"How much suffering and torture do I have to endure before I can see the light of day?"
"Why does Ye Qingge have such good luck even if she does nothing?"
"Isn't she the body of divine punishment? Then why is she still alive? Why hasn't she died yet?"
"Ah! Go to hell! Ye Qingge!"
"I am willing to pay the price of being haunted by evil ghosts and never having peace for the rest of my life, and curse you to have a bad death, a broken family, a son, a father, and both parents at an early age!"
She was stunned.
Completely.
Like a hysterical madman, he pinched the doll, strangled his neck, and shouted in the house.
The maids of Tingxue Tower outside the house seemed to have been accustomed to such a scene. They were not too shocked and had no intention of entering the house to find out.
A wheelchair stopped behind Hua Lianmeng.
A warm milky white velvet blanket gently covered Hua Lianmeng's body.
Hua Lianmeng quickly came back to her senses and looked at Shen Qingxiao who was sitting in the wheelchair.
After being stunned for a moment, Hua Lianmeng panicked, got up in a panic, knelt in front of the wheelchair, and lowered her head.
The big tears, symbolizing her unwillingness to be wronged over the years, overflowed from her eyes and fell on the cold floor drop by drop.
"Mr. Shen, I...I have let you down, please punish me." Hua Lian sobbed in her sleep.
"Your performance is very bad." Shen Qingxiao said.
Hua Lianmeng's heart suddenly hit its lowest point.
She swallowed, gritted her teeth, and placed her two hands on her legs, clasping the flesh of her legs hard.
It seems that suffering physical pain can alleviate the collapse of the person who is about to lose his mind.
"Do you know what your biggest problem is?" Shen Qingxiao asked.
I pity the flowers and dream of the pear flowers bringing rain, but I feel pity for them when I see them.
"Your biggest problem is that you have no self-awareness." Shen Qingxiao said: "Do you know that all your sufferings come from your greed. And your wealth and wealth all come from Princess He Ji's imagination. Not only do you not have half of it, You are so grateful that you even say bad things to her, treating her as your enemy.
You know, your enemy is not her, but your own greed."
"Why do you have to compete with Princess Ji? It takes ten thousand years for Princess Ji to appear, so why are you comparing her to her?"
"Playing with fire is doomed to self-immolation. Remember, I can only save you once, and the rest depends on your own destiny."
Shen Qingxiao's voice was very gentle.
Hua Lianmeng was slightly startled.
Shen Qingxiao pushed the wheelchair and left the room.
Hua Lianmeng looked at Shen Qingxiao's back and suddenly shouted at the top of her lungs: "But she killed Yuan Hou and my only brother."
"As far as I know, Li Yuanhou is a very kind boy, but because of you, he became bloody and cruel. If he launches a war against Empress Ye, he is destined to die without end. As for who can survive, it depends on his own ability."
"Have you ever thought that if you were less greedy and kinder, Li Yuanhou would still be a carefree young man now, instead of becoming someone else's victim and dying a violent death on a day when you were powerless."
Shen Qingxiao's words, every word, were like steel needles piercing her body.
She didn't know when Shen Qingxiao left, but she seemed to have heard overwhelming accusations.
"Bitch. You lose money, even worse than a prostitute."
"You, this is your fate, are you worthy of climbing up?"
'She's not even qualified to carry Princess Ji's shoes!'
"..."
"Ah! Ahhh!" Hua Lianmeng held her head in her hands, shook her head wildly, and screamed.
Why!
Why can't she get rid of these demonic sounds!
Why are those who bullied her still alive in the world?
Hua Lianmeng was in so much pain that she covered her ears with both hands and fell to the marble floor.
Very cold.
It's like being in a coffin.
Hua Lianmeng's eyes were still empty and numb.
The repeated setbacks made her collapse to the extreme.
Outside, there was the sound of silk and bamboo.
Inside the house, it was gloomy and cold.
She looked forward, and next to the cabinet leg was Li Yuanhou's puppet.
She seemed to see the boy from the past, running towards her, opening her arms to hug her, and kept shouting: "Sister, look, what Marquis Yuan has brought to you." A line of tears flowed down.