Top white, rich and beautiful, the princess is reborn and the revenge story

Cui Hao hadn't expected to be hit like this. He was stunned at first, then flew into a rage, "Zhao Yuanqing, you dare to hit me!"

"Snapped!"

Zhao Yuanqing slapped him again. "What's wrong with hitting you? How dare you scold me and even call me by my name? Who gave you the guts?"

Cui Hao glared at Zhao Yuanqing, but found that the eyes that used to be full of affection were now full of murderous intent.

A chill ran down his back. Cui Hao finally remembered Zhao Yuanqing's identity as a princess and didn't dare to move again. "I wouldn't dare."

"Pah!" Another slap.

"Don't dare? I think you dare very much!"

Cui Hao was about to explode with rage, but remembering their purpose today, he suppressed his anger and said gently, "Princess, let's talk later. There's a thief who broke into Yuzhen Temple. Maybe he's hiding in your room. Let's search first."

He said as he walked towards the bed.

Zhao Yuanqing stopped him, "Stop, what are you doing!"

Cui Hao and Zhao Baozhu were delighted, it seemed that there was really someone on the bed!

"Princess, there are thieves breaking in. We are just conducting a routine search."

"You said there were thieves, so there are thieves? You said you wanted to search, so you searched? Cui Hao, who gave you the courage to search my room?"

"Princess, if you are honest, why don't you let us search? Could it be that you know the thief and are hiding him on purpose?"

Zhao Baozhu said, "Yes, sister, look how worried Mr. Cui is about you. Just let him see it. This way you can prove your innocence!"

Zhao Yuanqing sneered, "You are nothing but bastards. Why should I prove my innocence to you? Get out of here!"

The more she refused to let them look, the more Cui Hao and Zhao Baozhu suspected that there was someone on the bed. They looked at each other and decided that they could not delay any longer and had to make a quick decision!

Cui Hao stepped forward, grasped Zhao Yuanqing's wrist, and said to Zhao Baozhu, "Princess Rongchang, I've got Princess Shanzhen under my control. Come over and take a look!"

"it is good!"

Zhao Yuanqing was furious, "Cui Hao! How dare you!"

Cui Hao held Zhao Yuanqing's hand tightly, "Princess, we are all doing this for your own good...ah!"

He suddenly screamed because Zhao Yuanqing shook him off and tied his hands behind his back, squeezing his bones so hard that they cracked and he screamed in pain.

Zhao Yuanqing slapped him several times, "You dare to attack this princess? I think you are tired of living!"

After finishing the smoking, Zhao Yuanqing kicked him aside and said, "Get out!"

Meanwhile, Zhao Baozhu lifted the bed curtain with anticipation, but her smile froze. There was no one there? How could it be possible?

She lifted the quilt and pillow in despair, but there was nothing!

Zhao Yuanqing's sinister voice rang in her ears, "Did you find it?"

Zhao Baozhu secretly hated him and turned around and said, "Royal sister, there is no one here, then we can rest assured."

"Don't worry, I'm not! Didn't you say there's a man in my bed? Go ahead and find him!"

Zhao Yuanqing grabbed Zhao Baozhu's hair and pressed her face into the quilt, scolding and beating her, "Search for her carefully! You are not allowed to leave until you find her!"

Zhao Baozhu felt like she was about to suffocate. She struggled desperately, "Royal sister, stop it!"

But no matter how she struggled, Zhao Yuanqing refused to let go. The servants she brought with her were all very anxious, but they were afraid of being implicated, so no one dared to touch Zhao Yuanqing.

Zhao Baozhu could only shout, "Mr. Cui, please save me!"

Cui Hao said, "Princess Shanzhen, please stop immediately! Don't let sisters kill each other. You will be unworthy of your title of Princess Shanzhen!"

It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned this, but once he did, Zhao Yuanqing became even more furious. They would never be able to use this crappy title to suppress her again in this life!

Zhao Yuanqing threw Zhao Baozhu to the ground and picked up Cui Hao. "Since Mr. Cui is so kind to women, let her have a taste of this!"

Zhao Yuanqing covered Cui Hao's head with a quilt and beat him violently with punches and kicks. Cui Hao screamed in pain, but he helplessly found that no matter what he did, he could not break free.

A thought flashed through his mind: When did Zhao Yuanqing become so strong?

After beating them enough, Zhao Yuanqing threw Cui Hao and Zhao Baozhu together and asked, "Is there any man in my room?"

The two men shook their heads. They looked all over the room, but it wasn't on the bed, under the table, or in any corner.

"Remember this, you two! If anyone spreads the rumor that there's a man in my room, I'll hold you two accountable. Get out of here!"

No matter how unwilling they were, they found nothing and could only leave in shame.

After they left, Zhao Yuanqing closed the door and her whole body trembled slightly. She really came back to life!

She raised her hands. Cui Hao didn't know why her strength had become so great. It was all the result of her hard work day and night.

After arriving in Wumeng Kingdom in his previous life, Zhao Yuanqing was thrown into a laundry department to wash clothes for the Wumeng soldiers.

They washed clothes during the day and worked as military prostitutes at night. Soldiers would break into the house every night, carry a woman away.

Zhao Yuanqing is the legitimate princess of Daqing Kingdom and the murderer of Hatalon. This identity attracted many soldiers of Wumeng Kingdom, who all wanted to have a taste of what it was like to be a princess.

Zhao Yuanqing's life was very difficult. In order to avoid being humiliated, she washed clothes during the day and dug the soil with her hands at night. Her nails became sharp and her arms became stronger.

That day, a Wumeng soldier pulled Zhao Yuanqing into his arms and said with a lewd smile, "Let me have a taste of the princess! Hahahahahaha——!"

Zhao Yuanqing stretched out his hand, aimed at his eyes, and dug in fiercely--!

"what--!"

The soldier threw Zhao Yuanqing to the ground. He covered his face and screamed, "My eyes, my eyes!"

Zhao Yuanqing laughed heartily. She spread out her palm, which was blood red and contained an eyeball, which she had just dug out.

The soldiers were in an uproar and immediately surrounded Zhao Yuanqing, no longer treating her as an ordinary woman.

Someone informed the king of Wumeng, Zhenpaier, who was also Hatalon's brother.

Zhanpaier said indifferently, "Have fun as you like, as long as you don't die. In fact, I have to thank her. If it weren't for her, my good brother would have come back to fight with me for the throne."

Since then, Zhao Yuanqing has been tortured. When she was seriously ill, someone treated her, but after she recovered, they continued to torture her, neither letting her die nor letting her live well.

Another year later, shouts were heard from outside, "The Daqing army is coming! Pack up and run!"

The door of the laundry opened, and a Daqing soldier ran in and asked, "Who is Princess Shanzhen? We are here to rescue you. Come with us!"

Zhao Yuanqing looked at the familiar battle robe on him, feeling excited. She stood up and said, "I'm here! May I ask which general is coming?"

The man chuckled and thrust a sharp knife into her chest, piercing through her whole body and causing blood to spurt out.

Zhao Yuanqing said in disbelief, "You..."

"Your Highness, let me tell you the truth. Someone doesn't want you to return to your country. They've paid a huge price to buy your life. If you die, everyone will be clean."

Who doesn't want her to return home?

The man said nothing more, threw Zhao Yuanqing away, and left through the door.

Zhao Yuanqing collapsed to the ground, a flower of blood blooming on her chest. Her eyes were wide open, looking at the door unwillingly.

A figure hurriedly came running from a distance, shouting, "Princess Shanzhen—! Zhao Yuanqing—!"

Zhao Yuanqing only had time to see the man's face clearly before he closed his eyes and died.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already three years ago.