I, Nie Wu, am a former demon sect saint. I have devoted my life to studying the 108 magical uses of poison, the self-cultivation of killing people invisible, and other high-end academics. Once she traveled through time, she became a delicate concubine whose father didn't care for her and her aunt didn't love her. She fell down in the wind. Me: Tired, destroy it. QAQ In order to survive in Xinruo Village, I put away my poisoned nails with tears, hid the poisonous powder on my sleeves, and began to play the role of a pitiful little white flower that sheds tears in the wind. At the palace banquet, the beloved concubine pointed at my nose and scolded me, while my sister-in-law fanned the flames. What can I do? I'm just a poor and helpless concubine. I had no choice but to "accidentally" knock over the wine cup, allowing her to experience what it meant to have a "melodious fart sound that resounded throughout the palace" while she was playing music in front of you. The whole place was dead silent, and I huddled in a corner, hiding my merit and fame. Unexpectedly, a shadow fell over him. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stood tall and tall, with slightly narrowed phoenix eyes. He accurately clasped my wrist that concealed the "Itchy Powder", leaned over and whispered in my ear: "I am very curious, did you compose the song 'The lingering sound' just now?" Me: "!" He chuckled lightly, his breath hot: "Is the Seven-step Broken Heart Powder hidden in your sleeve, or is it my King's Acacia Gu?" Me: Help! What's going on with this guy! Can he read minds? ! The script for a delicate concubine was agreed upon! Why did I encounter the ultimate BOSS at the beginning! Every day, I am on the verge of collapse of my character. Your highness, please don't take off my vest. I just want to be an ordinary concubine!
