The Supreme Villainess’s Journeys as a Cannon Fodder

Shaoyin was dialed by him, and his arm shook suddenly, and the concoction in the bowl almost spilled out.

She stared at him and said, "What are you doing? A pack of medicine is worth more money!"

Pei Jiufeng is not in the mood to take medicine, and his face flushed with anger: "I didn't steal money! They talk nonsense! I drew them a picture, they should have given me at least two taels of silver, but they didn't want to give it, and wanted to be white. If I want my paintings, I will tell them—"

Speaking of which I got stuck.

He has no memory of that time.

The middle section is blank, and he has no way of knowing how the leg was broken. However, the course of the matter cannot be wrong, that is, they want to ignorant of his paintings without paying any money!

Shaoyin frowned, pursed her lips, and brought the bowl close to the bed, and whispered, "Take medicine first."

"I believe what you say." Seeing that he was still, she sat on the edge of the bed, spooned the dark concoction and fed it to his mouth, with a low voice: "How dare you steal someone? Money? They are so many and powerful, you dare not dare. But, they all say so, then forget it, we can't afford to provoke, we can hide..."

When Pei Jiufeng listened to her message, he was willing to take medicine.

Hearing "Forget it", he became angry again, and waved her hand away. The concoction was spilled on the bedding, and he couldn't take care of it. He said angrily, "How can I forget?

Shaoyin frowned, a little anxious, and a little helpless and said, "Otherwise? What should we do? Let's say, who believes in us? Even if we believe in us, what can we do? Who will do for the two of us without father and mother? The children are in their early days? Annoy them, maybe they will break your other leg too!"

Hearing this, Pei Jiufeng was so angry that his eyes were staring out, his right hand clenched his fist, and slammed the bedboard with a "pop" sound.

"They will pay the price!!" he roared.

Seeing that he thumped like a dehydrated fish, Shaoyin couldn't even care about the pain caused by breaking his leg, and knew that he was really angry.

"Okay, okay, don't move around." She persuaded, "You should raise your legs first, and raise the matter of fairness slowly, okay?"

Pei Jiufeng tossed for a while, and was exhausted. He is very accustomed to this taste, because eating less makes people feel weak.

He was panting, and the chill on his forehead was the sweat that came out of his struggle just now.

He didn't move for a while, and he felt the pain in his legs more and more. He gave her a fierce look, half stood up, grabbed the bowl with his hands, and drank it in one fell swoop!

What to tell her? What is the use!

He has to do it himself!

Pei Jiufeng drank the terribly bitter concoction, while thinking in his heart that when he wakes up, he must send someone to Qingxian and arrest both Wang and Li!

There is no need to behead his head. There is ridicule in his eyes. The demon hates him most cruelly. If he cuts the head because of this, the demon must have the same means to wait for him.

He could change the way, such as confiscation of their property.

The two bullied a helpless child for a painting. He didn't believe that a demon wouldn't hate this!

When he confiscates their property, he keeps a part of it, and distributes the rest to those who can't eat. Does the demon still have opinions?

It was just time to drink a bowl of medicine. He had already thought about how to clean up Wang and Li.

His mouth was so bitter that he didn't even have a sweet candied fruit. He pressed his throat hard to stop vomiting, and handed the medicine bowl to Shaoyin with his backhand.

Lie on the bed, close my eyes, and don't want to see the world.

Damn Wang and Li, a messy and poor environment, a weak and incompetent sister, and a painful leg.

Pei Jiufeng was very annoyed, thinking that he had sent someone to look for the master and the fairy master, and didn't know when he would find it, and whether he could deal with the demon. Thinking of how long I don't know how long it will take to wake up makes me even more annoyed.

There was a lethargic ingredient in the decoction, and he fell asleep quickly, but his brows were still frowning, and he was asleep without caring.

Shaoyin washed the dishes and went out to buy groceries.

She borrowed two taels of silver, most of which was used to treat Pei Jiufeng's legs, and a small half was left.

She bought some rice noodles and a few more tube bones, and started to stew bone soup when she got home.

The pot was gurgling, and the smell of the yard filled the nose, but it didn't wake up hungry Pei Jiufeng because he had a fever.

Shaoyin twisted the towel and wiped his body to cool him physically.

He didn't go anywhere, so he stayed by his side to take care of him.

"Why are you taking care of him so carefully?" Huihui was surprised, "This dog, does he deserve to be taken care of?"

Shaoyin said: "He has never loved him since he was a child. The emperor didn't care about him. His biological mother died early. His brothers often bullied him. His wife often used him as a pretense to meet with people. , And tried to molest him, his nanny acted as a tiger, and drugged the food he ate, so that the person could do it."

This is Pei Jiufeng's personal design.

He suffered a lot in his childhood, which caused him to grow up dark and brutal, disappointed and hated the whole world.

"But, but..." Huihui was confused for a while, "Didn't you say that the tyrant is disgusting?"

"It's very disgusting," Shao Yin said, "but what is disgusting is his brutal behavior, not his gloomy youth experience."

Huihui was completely stunned: "What are you talking about?"

Shaoyin touched the handkerchief on Pei Jiufeng's forehead, and saw that it was already warm, so he re-dipped it in cold water and applied it to him.

Explain to Huihui: "I think he did not live well when he was young, and it is worthy of sympathy. But this cannot be a reason for his brutality to be forgiven."

In the script, the heroine was afraid of the tyrant at first, but after knowing his pitiful experience, she felt that he was excusable and was reluctant to blame him.

Later, the male partner rebelled, and the heroine stood on the side of the tyrant, reprimanding the male partner for not rebelling and completely defending the rule of the tyrant.

"He resents that no one in the world loves him, so let Wang Dachun love him."

"And he should be punished for making a mistake."

If you do something wrong, you should be punished.

Otherwise, should the injured person deserve it?

Grey: "..."

It feels right, but what's wrong.

"How are you going to punish him?" it asked tentatively.

Pei Jiufeng, who was in a coma, didn't know that he was being discussed, he just felt hot and thirsty.

As if back in his youth, he had a fever, lying alone in the bedroom, no one cared about him, he just felt that he was roasted by the fire and was about to be roasted dry.

In a daze, he forgot that he had grown up and became the emperor that no one would dare to neglect. I also forgot that I was pinched by the "monster" and was a poor boy Wang Dagen in his dream.

He frowned uncomfortably, his eyelashes quivered, and he lost the yin bird when he was awake, and gave birth to a bit fragile.

Does anyone take care of him? Let him not be so uncomfortable?

I don't know if the prayer was heard, he felt a moist and cool rain falling down, extinguishing the fire a bit, and finally he was not so hot anymore.

He opened his mouth wide, trying to catch the rain and relieve the thirst in his body.

He was lucky, and the cool rain fell into his mouth, a bit sweet.

The raging fire is weakened, and it is no longer a threat. He drank a lot of rain and was not so thirsty anymore.

The frowned brows gradually unfolded, and he fell asleep.

He had a fever all night, and Shao Yin took care of him all night.

Pei Jiufeng woke up the next morning.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the dusty beams and old spider webs above my head. Frowning, he sighed in annoyance and helplessness.

Suddenly, he felt that his right hand was being held down by something, and when he turned his head, he saw a small body lying on the side of the bed.

Withered hair, shabby clothes, slender as if the neck was broken after a pinch.

It turned out that she was so weak and Pei Jiufeng had a thought in her mind.

Why on earth did he not beat her?

"Hey."

He moved his fingers, "Wake up!"

Shao Yin raised her head, opened her eyes dimly, blinked a few times, and smiled on her face: "Dagen, are you awake?" He straightened up, reached out and touched his forehead, and said happily, "The fever is gone!"

Pei Jiufeng was taken aback, feeling the refreshing memories several times last night. He looked at the girl's malnourished Huangbulaji's small face, then looked at her skinny hands like chicken feet, and finally landed on her thin body.

She took care of him last night.

He was taken care of by her all night.

Being such a shabby and impoverished, unremarkable girl, he was very contemptuous in the past, and she would never even look at it.

An unspeakable taste came to my heart.

He was taken care of, and he was taken care of when he was sick. This was something that was full of longing and expectation when he was young.

But the one who took care of him was the one he looked down upon.

"Yeah." He lowered his eyelids, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but finally closed his mouth.

The expression is unspeakable alienation.

Shaoyin didn't care, heated up a bowl of big bone soup, fed him and drank it.

Go to boil the medicine again, pour out a bowl of hot concoction, and put it by the bed: "Wait for a while, then you can drink it."

"What are you going to do?" Pei Jiufeng asked.

Shao Yin paused and said, "I'll find something to do." After hesitating, she turned around and touched the top of his head, "Dagen, don't make trouble at home. Our family has no surplus food and still owes debt. "

Pei Jiufeng was unhappy when he heard the word "indebted".

This reminded him that he had sold firewood many times, but didn't have a good life.

Did not even eat a bite of meat.

This time I drank the bone soup, but I was still thanks to the broken leg.

It's ironic.

"All right," he said casually.

From his expression, he could feel that he was very unhappy, but he suppressed it and did not have any seizures.

Shao Yin touched his head again, then turned and left.

Pei Jiufeng's head still has the touch of being rubbed.

His lips were tightly pressed, some disgusted, some embarrassed, and some unspeakable feelings.

He was lying upright on the bed, thinking about things in a mess. When the concoction was cold, he drank it all in one gulp.

It's terribly painful and makes people feel nauseous.

Then, he encountered something embarrassing-he drank a bowl of bone soup in the morning, and now he drank another bowl of concoction, he wanted to clarify very, very much.

The bladder was holding back and exploding.