When it fell into reality again, she was already sitting in a carriage, and she heard the woman's cry before she opened her eyes. She frowned and opened her eyes. There were seven or eight sixteen women in a carriage. All the children were crying with pears and rain.

……What's wrong?

As soon as this problem came up, the novel in my mind was loaded. Well, this time the article is called "Idiot Knight", but the tyrant's male partner she wants to help has nothing to do with Idiot, it has nothing to do with the knight, not even the second male. Strictly speaking, it is only a male eighteen. Only about two hundred words appear in the original text.

In the two hundred-character plot about him, one hundred words are written about how he was violent, and the other one hundred words are written about how he was assassinated by the male lord representing the people.

...... So how did such a character who played only two hundred words without any charisma arouse readers' sympathy and wanted to give him a good ending?

Ji Ting really didn't understand. Fortunately, the almighty readers gave her the answer. She knew that this book was made into a movie. The 18-year-old tyrant found a popular guest appearance, so the characters in the movie Death caused Yan Gou to cry. By the way, he began to sympathize with the tyrants in the text, and some even wrote the same humanities.

... is this OK?

Ji listened to a sigh of silence and tried to recall the plot in his mind. The answer was nothing. I only knew that she was going to enter the draft at the moment ... Also, the men's serious drama was only two hundred words. All the plot can only be supplemented by the brain.

Aware of this world, she has no golden fingers, and Ji Ting only finds it difficult. Suddenly, in his mind, when the last world ended, Shen Tuchuan said to himself ‘the next world, stay away from him’ What does it mean that he wants to stay away from him? Is he tired of meeting her in every world?

As soon as this idea came up, a huge sob came from the side, and then the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. Ji He was startled and couldn't wait to think of anything else, and helped the woman who passed out together with the others.

"Open the curtain and let the girl blow hair." Ji Ting frowned.

The **** the other side was crying and opened the curtain. Among the people who heard the woman, half of the woman woke up quietly and continued to cry after a while. Others also cried after seeing it. The sound of rolling the wheels over the ground passed.

Ji Yan, whose ears are about to blow up: "..." They are now going to the draft, aren't they going to the execution ground?

She had believed in the answers given by the readers, but in the face of these distraught girls, she suddenly had some doubts, so she expressed her doubts.

"It would be nice to go to the execution ground, or at least die happily." A young girl answered with a twitch.

... It's not going to the execution ground. Ji Tingxin let go of it halfway, and then asked, "It's just a draft. Why is it so sad?"

"It's just a draft?" A slightly fat girl repeated her words, full of shock at her attitude.

Ji Ting immediately sat up straight, and looked obediently.

Seeing her ignorant look, the fat girl couldn't help but be surprised: "Did you not tell your family what happened in the palace before you entered the palace?"

Ji Ting shook his head nicely.

When she shook her head, the other girls couldn't help crying, and everyone looked at her with sympathy. If she did n’t know what the palace was like before, she could barely say that she was petting at home, so she did n’t want her to know about the pickles, but she would be drafted and not to say. I ’m afraid she was sent to die?

"... Shouldn't I shake my head?" Ji listened carefully.

The fat girl shook her head in pity: "No, it's not your fault."

"Can you tell me what's going on in the palace?" Ji Ting smiled on her face, but secretly grieved. She was the first time she experienced everything in the book, only she didn't know. Possible snooping news.

The fat girl was enthusiastic. When she heard the words, she immediately squeezed beside her and sat down: "Don't you just want to know why we cry? I'll tell you now, because when we enter the palace, it's no different than sending a dead girl. Being a palace girl Fortunately, maybe you can survive with caution, but if you become a concubine, you will probably die very badly. "

"Why?" Ji Ting came closer.

The fat girl stared: "You are stupid! As a maid, you may be assigned to work far away from your majesty. If you are a concubine, you have to go to your majesty on the first fifteenth day, which means you have to see at least twice a month , Let alone at other times, there are more opportunities to meet, and more opportunities to die.

Ji Ting nodded thoughtfully.

The fat girl sighed: "Your Majesty is cruel, we do not want to enter the palace, but for the safety and benefit of the mother family, we can only grit our teeth, but this one is more ferocious and less good, and looks as good as me Those who are beautiful are destined to be concubines. "

Ji Ting looked around, and it turned out that the more beautiful the eyes, the more swollen.

"So you see why we are sad?" The fat girl sighed as she looked at her face. In this way, she must be concubine.

Ji Ting blinked his eyes: "If you don't mess with him, even if he **** again, he won't kill anyone, right?"

"Not so much?" The fat girl saw herself saying so much without arousing her vigilance, and could not help feeling annoyed. She waved her hands at the other girls and motioned them to tell her.

The other girls couldn't stop crying. You said it in a word, "Wang Guifei, you know, because she went to ask Anshi to pour the powder, so it ’s just a little powder. The palace people ca n’t smell it." At that time, His Majesty lost his temper and asked someone to stuff her into the powder and suffocate. "

A younger girl took a breath of air, "So cruel."

Ji Ting sniffed the smell of fragrant fragrance on his body, and his face was speechless: "How much fragrant powder does it take to suffocate people?"

Her words were directly ignored, and another girl answered the little girl ’s words: "Not only that, but also Li Guifei, because she wore white clothes that her Majesty didn't like, and Her Majesty asked someone to put her blood on her and dye the white clothes directly. Become red. "

Ji listened at a glance at the white dress on her body, and was silent ... so is there any time to rest? She wanted to change something happy.

The fat girl calmed down and joined again: "There was also Gui Gui Zhang, who had eaten garlic the night before, and accidentally bumped into His Majesty in the Royal Garden the next day, and His Majesty told her to eat three pounds. Garlic, died alive. "

"Three pounds of garlic? That might be dead!"

"It could be smoked."

"Who said that if Zhang Guifei had hemorrhoids, she might be more painful."

Ji Ting: "..." She really didn't want to know how Zhang Guifei died, but fortunately she didn't eat garlic.

"There are rich concubines ..."

"Wait a minute," Ji heard interrupted the more and more lively girls, after everyone's attention was focused on her, she asked very seriously, "Why do so many people are concubines? Other concubines never mind?"

"There are no other concubines. My concubine has killed too many concubines. Every time I accept a new person, there is a ceremony. It is strange and extravagant. Therefore, all concubines are concubines. Prepare a ritual array, I heard that the ritual array has run out. "

Ji Ting: "Our Majesty, we still blame frugality."

The girls were silent, only the fat girl looked at her strangely: "You are kind."

"How can you tell?" Ji Ting cheered up.

"Your Majesty is so cruel, you can help him find a virtue of thrift, but isn't it kindness?"

Ji Ting: "..." She is not kind, she just ... just thinking of the tyrant to be seen later is Shen Tuchuan, she can't give a little sense of urgency, and she can't cooperate with them to fear.

Everyone looked at her with a different expression than before. A little girl approached the fat girl and said in a small voice, "How do I think she has a bad head?"

"Shh, don't be heard by her. Don't provoke her if she has a bad brain. She will be killed when she enters the palace." The fat girl finished and looked at Ji sympathetically.

Ji Ting twitched his lips: "..." Friend, is your voice actually better?

Since these people thought that Ji Ting's brain was sick, the carriage was quiet. The group looked at Ji Ting as a magical animal, and it seemed that they had forgotten that they would continue to cry--

This directly led to the fact that after the girls from more than ten carriages got off the palace, only their eyes were not so swollen.

The **** in charge came to inspect the circle, and saw that the group of people nodded with satisfaction immediately: "Yes, there are really a few brave people, just a few of them, go in and see, the others are directly divided into the palaces. The maid is now. "

The words did not fall, and the girls on the other carriages gave a sigh of relief. Only Ji Ting, who was crumbling, and supported each other, did not fall. Ji Ting silently helped a girl who was about to faint and made herself. Sin is guilty.

... I didn't ask them so much if I knew it, and they cried, but now I'm going to see you.

"Now the last concubine of the harem is also stunned, and the harem is vacant. To tell you the truth, if you see that your majesty is performing well, that is the life of the concubine. Not only is the life of the main child unsafe, but even your mother's home is also implicated. "The eunuch's sharp voice sounded.

Ji Ting: "..." Aren't there a lot of concubines before, why aren't they all now and have been eaten?

Realizing that this joke was not funny, Ji heard a shake, and then after the **** turned around, while walking with the other girls, he apologized to them in a low voice, but unfortunately the other girls had no intention to listen to her apologize.

When the girl was in front of the main hall, the girl was so scared that she couldn't move. The **** rebuked her and asked her to carry her forward. All the girls shivered. The fat girl who had always felt that she was a palace girl was pale. If Ji Ting had been helping her, I'm afraid he would have fallen directly on the ground.

It's just that although he was afraid to die, everyone had to support himself at the moment when he stepped into the main hall. After all, no one wanted to not only deserve his own life, but also the safety of his mother family.

Ji Ting came along with the girls, and at first glance she saw Shen Tuchuan in a black python robe, while in front of him kneeled a man in an official uniform. The man seemed to say something, and Shen Tuchuan was somber. Ji Ting only hurriedly glanced at him and then knelt down with the other girls. The six men saluted in unison: "Folkwoman please pay her lord."

Several people fell on their knees, but Shen Tuchuan did not react at all, and they could only continue to kneel. The fat girl was bolder in the end, but she calmed down after kneeling for a long time, and secretly glanced at Ji Ting next to her, she couldn't help being curious when she looked as usual: "Aren't you afraid?"

Her voice was extremely low. Only Ji listened to it. Ji listened slightly, looked at her with a smile, and answered her with a mouth: "No, I'm not afraid."

How could she be afraid of her Ogawa, no matter if he was a pervert student, a blackened president, or any other strange race, she couldn't be afraid ...

Before I could finish the lines in her heart, a steaming and bleeding fresh head rolled in front of her, and her horrified eyes happened to look at her. Although she didn't know the person, she saw that his neck was broken. The fabric that was stained everywhere knew that he was the official just now.

Ji Ting: "..." She retreated from the idea she had just given up. She wants to give up the world. She is now wearing fragrant powder and wearing a plain white skirt.

The author has something to say: Ji Ji listens: I love my string, no one will change my mind, I will always love him until ... the head is rolling over, ah ah ah I want to give up!

Chuaner: Give up, even if you wear it fast, it won't let you end a chapter in a world of 2k novel reading network