The Supreme Villainess’s Journeys as a Cannon Fodder

Shaoyin lightly shaved his forehead: "Do you know how expensive an egg is? Eat it quickly."

You can't eat eggs every day, she only eats one for him every two or three days.

She herself was even more reluctant to eat.

Pei Jiufeng knew in his heart that he wanted to say "If you don't eat, I won't eat either", but his throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton, and he couldn't make a sound.

He can't say it, it means he has surrendered to the demon, he admits that he has been tricked, and he has a feeling of dependence on Wang Dachun.

After rolling his throat a few times, he finally hardened his heart, without saying a word, and reached out to take the bowl of pimple soup.

The fingertips touched the back of her hand like a icy tuft, making his hand shaking the bowl.

She was just burning the fire, and she was still holding a bowl of hot pimple soup in her hand.

Holding the pimple soup, scooping it with a small spoon, swallowing bite by bite.

She sat on the edge of the bed again, staring at him eating. He has gotten used to it, and he no longer feels like sitting on pins and needles, just look at her.

However, the rest of the light couldn't help but fall on her arm on the side of the bed. Her clothes were short, with a large section of her wrist exposed. She was thin and thin, and her skin was covered with scars, criss-crossed and countless.

No wonder her hands are so cold.

It is now approaching late autumn, but she is wearing a short single.

After drinking the pimple soup, the poached egg is left at the bottom of the bowl. Pei Jiufeng has developed a habit of eating the best food last.

He forcibly resisted the disgraceful act of licking his lips, tightened his lips, scooped up the round and beautiful poached egg with a small spoon, moved to his mouth, opened his mouth and bit out half of it in one bite!

delicious! Tender! slip!

The taste buds are fully soothed, and there is a feeling of satisfaction.

Pei Jiufeng no longer laughs at himself, he now thinks that any food is precious and delicious. Chew well, then swallow, open his mouth wide, and eat the other half.

A bowl of hot pimple soup was next to my stomach, my stomach was filled, and there was an unspeakable feeling of fullness.

Pei Jiufeng felt happy and satisfied again.

He is very satisfied now. It is great to have food and drink when someone is watching him by the side.

But Wang Dachun must not feel good.

"You can buy a cotton-padded coat with silver." When he handed her the empty bowl, he looked up at her and said.

Shaoyin took the bowl, stood up from the bed, and said indifferently, "What do you do with that money? It's not easy to work if you dress thickly."

While talking, he walked out with an empty bowl.

Pei Jiufeng was anxious for a while, and said to her back: "Don't be reluctant to spend money! You don't need to spend other money, you must buy cotton-padded clothes!"

For example, the facial grease for skin care can be wiped on the face and hands to prevent chapped, he did not mention it.

She couldn't bear to eat a mouthful of white noodles, she couldn't be willing to spend money on this.

But the clothes are different. It will be late autumn soon, and she has to wear thicker ones.

"I know, I know." She replied casually, out of the house.

There was the sound of water outside, she was washing the dishes.

Pei Jiufeng sat in the room, his lips tightened unknowingly, and suddenly he slammed out of bed!

"Damn it!"

She didn't plan to buy it at all.

And if he broke his leg, he couldn't go out and buy it for her.

"Damn damn!"

He actually wants to buy her clothes!

Aware of this, Pei Jiufeng beats the bed harder.

Really **** that demon!

Damn it!

It makes him **** it if he knows it's the game but is willing to step into it!

But after calming down, his mood calmed down a bit.

Life will be better soon.

Because the relief food is coming.

On this day, when Pei Jiufeng was at home alone, he heard cheers from the street, and the words "disaster relief" came into his ears, and he smiled slightly.

Now Wang Dachun can eat rice.

It is impossible to eat dry rice like him, but drinking a bowl of gruel is not a problem.

Thinking like this, he sat on the bed somewhat happily, waiting for her to come home.

After about two quarters of an hour, there was a familiar "squeak" from the courtyard gate. Pei Jiufeng immediately sat up straight, turned his head and looked in the direction of the door: "Are you back?"

"Yeah." The crisp voice answered.

But there is not much joy.

Pei Jiufeng frowned slightly, and couldn't wait for her to enter the house, so she raised her voice and asked, "I heard someone shouting outside, that relief food has been released, right?"

While talking, Shaoyin walked into the room.

He curled his mouth and complained: "What kind of food for disaster relief? The porridge is so thin that it can be seen by people."

Pei Jiufeng frowned tightly: "Impossible!"

"What's impossible?" Shaoyin curled his lips and showed him the bowl in his hand. "I'll give you a bowl and you can see for yourself."

Pei Jiufeng looked down, his face suddenly sinking.

His mouth was tightly closed, and his chest undulated violently with anger.

"How could this happen?!" he angered.

Shaoyin didn't take it back, and still passed the bowl forward: "Drink, I brought it for you."

Pei Jiufeng refused to pick it up.

He thought it was an insult!

He clearly approved a lot of relief food!

"Look at you so angry, so?" Shaoyin saw that his face was purple with anger, and he didn't pick up the bowl. He stared at the porridge that was so clear that he could see the figure, as if staring at a peerless enemy, with carelessness. The tone said: "Just listen to this kind of disaster relief food. Is it possible that you think the upper hand will really take care of us?"

Pei Jiufeng suddenly raised his head!

He stared at Shaoyin, breathing fire from the bottom of his eyes.

"Innocent child." Shao Yin touched his head with pity.

Pei Jiufeng was so angry that he turned his head and waved to open her: "Don't touch me!"

"Why are you angry with me?" Seeing him angry, Shao Yin also opened his eyes, "What did I say wrong? Don't you know what virtue is today? He is stupid and cruel. Since he became the throne, his life has been It's getting sad day by day, who doesn't hate him?"

She cracked and gave an example: "Let's talk about Aunt Li's family, how well-off was originally? When our parents passed away, they also lent us money for burial. But now? There are three sons in the family, two of them were dragged to join the army, and none of them came back. There is one young son left. He will be dragged away when he is old enough. In order to keep the only young son, Aunt Li's family bankrupted to pay for the draft. Now the family is very sad!"

"There is also Uncle Chen's house. Auntie got sick. He was raising his six-year-old daughter by himself. The conscripts came to his house to pull him away. He begged and knelt down for them, but those people Just don’t let your mouth go. Uncle Chen’s family is poor, and he has spent all his money to treat his aunt, so he can’t buy it like Aunt Li’s, but he is gone, who will feed his little daughter?"

"Do you know how Uncle Chen did it? He took out the knife and chopped off his left foot. From then on, he was a crippled man. Even if he was in battle, he couldn't fight, so he was not taken away!"

Shao Yin said angrily, hands on hips: "Do you think such a silly and cruel monarch is willing to give us relief food?"

Pei Jiufeng's face hurts fiercely!

I can hardly look up!

"Don't get angry." Shaoyin calmed down and said, "What's not good about expecting? You expect that stupid and cruel thing? Besides, our family still has the money you make from painting. There is still a lot of money left, so save a bit. The flowers can last until spring next year."

"By the beginning of spring next year, your legs will have been raised long ago. At that time, we will find something to do with me. It is really impossible. We will leave Qingxian and go to a place where there is no disaster."

Pei Jiufeng was so ashamed that he buried his head deeply.

He has never been so ashamed.

He dared not open his eyes, but felt that everything in his eyes was a condemnation of him.

Because he ignored the political affairs and even tyranny, Wang Dachun's family had a hard time.

It was late autumn, Wang Dachun didn't even have any thick clothes, and he looked like the old clothes from a few years ago.

Not to mention the misery of Uncle Chen.

He didn't care about this before, even if he was hungry, he wouldn't blink.

But now, listening to Shao Yin's words angrily, he only felt so embarrassed that he couldn't face her.

He finally remembered that he was Pei Jiufeng, he was not Wang Dagen.

He is the stupid and cruel king she hates, not the brother she loves to nurture.

He is a despicable thief, doing things to harm her, but enjoying her love and care.

"Let me go back! Let me go back!"

He clenched his fist, closed his eyes and shouted in his heart, "I want to wake up! Let me wake up!"

He yelled desperately in his heart, and the demon seemed to have heard it, and a faint distortion spread over his body, and then he returned to normal.

Before his eyes opened, Pei Jiufeng's nose already smelled a faint incense.

Opening his eyes screamingly, he stared at the noble, gorgeous, and exquisite palace in a daze. Suddenly, his eyes pierced and the pain made him cry.

"I got a secret memorial. Most of the relief food in the three southwestern counties was not delivered to the victims."

At the court, he sat on the dragon chair with a pale face, changed from the inattentiveness of the past, and burst out horrible anger: "I just don't kill for a few days, and some people's necks are itchy!"

Sniffing the reignited killing intent of the young emperor, and it was a hundred times more terrifying than before, the courtiers knelt down in panic.

"The minister must investigate clearly!"

"Return the justice to the people of the three southwestern counties!"

Pei Jiufeng snorted coldly, tapped his fingers on the armrest of the dragon chair, making a slow and rhythmic sound, and again and again, it made people hang a heart: "I will only give you half a month. If within half a month, I can't let it The people of the three southwestern counties ate relief food——"

He didn't say anything after that.

But all understand what the ending is.

"The ministers must live up to their sacred hopes!"

Pei Jiufeng sent his confidant to monitor.

Although he ignores government affairs, he also accumulated strength in eradicating his brothers.

If not, how can he sit firmly on this dragon chair?

The confidant sends a secret report every day.

All corrupt individuals were beheaded and their family members were exiled.

According to his temperament in the past, he is soft-hearted in all the chaos, and the Jiu Clan is his style!

But the demon would not allow him to do so.

Wang Dachun...presumably he wouldn't like it either.

Then exile.

Let them all taste the taste of not covering their stomachs or covering their bodies.

Beheading all the way and ransacking the home all the way, the minister and his confidant transported the relief food to the three southwestern counties within half a month.

But Pei Jiufeng's confidant got another order to ransack Wang and Li, and give part of the silver to Wang Dachun's brother and sister, and the rest to help the poor.

After doing this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the dragon chair.

For half a month, he barely closed his eyes.

He couldn't sleep, nor dared to sleep.

He didn't want to see Wang Dachun anymore.

"The emperor, the eminent monks of Huguo Temple and the Taoist Master of Qingyun Temple have invited here."

After hesitating, he said dumbly: "Xuan."

Monks do the rituals of monks, and Taoists do the rituals of Taoists.

It doesn't matter whether there is evil, the key is that the emperor thinks there is evil.

These monks do not want to be beheaded. Who knows that the emperor sent someone to the three southwestern counties a while ago, walked all the way, cut all the way?

"The emperor, the evil is eliminated."

The monk returned to life together with the Taoist priest.

They are not a family, and even compete with each other, but at this moment, in order to save their lives, the two are joining hands.

Pei Jiufeng knew they were playing tricks.

But he didn't get angry, just said indifferently: "It's time to work."

There was no reward for a penny, so they were sent out of the palace.

They fooled him and didn't cut off their heads. He was already soft-hearted!

After sending off the monk road, Pei Jiufeng walked to a high place, overlooking the palace.

He didn't know where the demon was.

But he knew that Sang Dao didn't find any clues.

The autumn wind was bleak, blowing the hem of his clothes.

The eunuchs did not dare to step forward and murmur.

Pei Jiufeng was dressed in fur clothes and cloud boots. But my heart was empty, as if there was a big hole missing, the cold wind was blowing.

He squeezed his fingers and his hands were cold.

But I thought in my heart, with the relief food and the money that Wang and Li paid for, would Wang Dachun be willing to buy cotton clothes?

Are her hands hot now?