Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

The Jiang family realized that they had raised this daughter for nothing. She was unfilial and somewhat reckless, and they couldn't do anything about her. They were also unwilling to have raised a daughter for over ten years for nothing.

Even her scumbag father tried to appeal to her family ties, but Qingmo completely ignored him.

Ever since her mother lost a front tooth, her speech has become a little lisp. She often curses at Qingmo from a short distance away, but she doesn't dare to get close for fear of being beaten.

Not to mention her younger brother, he basically avoids Qingmo. He used to bully his older sister all the time, but now he's terrified that Qingmo will come after him.

He couldn't withstand that huge, flying bulge that flew two meters away.

Although they didn't encounter any major disasters on their journey of exile, the group of young masters and ladies, who had never experienced hardship before, all visibly lost weight over the past month, and their skin became several shades darker from the sun.

Qingmo was alright; her water pouch was mostly filled with spiritual spring water, and she would secretly apply sunscreen. So, she only wore makeup and got tanned, making her look the same as everyone else.

This is Qingmo's own face. She's not exactly a stunning beauty, but she's definitely an eight out of ten. She's the kind of bright and alluring beauty, and it would be hard to find a few people prettier than her.

Although she was made up and looked just as dirty as everyone else, she was eating well. In fact, she didn't lose weight; she even gained a little weight.

This did catch Jiang Qingxue's attention, but that was all.

Jiang Qingxue had always looked down on her half-sister, who was prettier than her in the past. She was the legitimate daughter and always looked down on others. What was a half-sister?

Even now, she still has hope. The Third Prince is the young man in her heart, and she is the Third Prince's white moonlight.

Even if she can't become the Third Prince's principal wife in the future, she can still be a concubine. What can a concubine's daughter compare to her?

Jiang Qingxue had such confidence because the Third Prince had sent secret guards to protect her and had also told her to wait for him. This made her firmly believe that she would return to the capital sooner or later.

Jiang Qingxue had only ridiculed the original owner a few times before, but had never excessively humiliated her. After all, she had never considered the original owner a lowly person who was not worthy of her attention.

Regarding Qingmo's change, everyone felt that Qingmo was extremely shrewd and calculating, and that she couldn't keep up the act once she fell into trouble.

After all, how many women in ancient times were without cunning and scheming? Most of them were subservient and lived under the control of the mistress of the house.

Given the chance, they will turn ruthless and sharp-tongued.

There was no such thing as soul possession in ancient times. As long as Qingmo herself doesn't say it or admit it, who would know that she is not the original owner?

Unless she comes up with something that doesn't fit the times and arouses suspicion, after all, personality is inherently changeable, so it's not surprising.

Men are fickle, and so are women. Scholars who pass the imperial examinations often abandon their wives and children, and some even commit murder and exterminate their entire families.

But he used to treat his wife with gentle words and tenderness. Otherwise, how could he have coaxed his wife to stay by his side through ten years of hard study?

Isn't this a drastic personality change? Can you say he's had a completely different soul? No, he's never changed; he's just hiding it very well.

The most fickle of men are those who are heartless, and the most useless of scholars are those who are utterly useless.

Never believe a man's words. When he loves you, he truly loves you; when he doesn't, he'll send you to your death in the blink of an eye.

No one is static. What changes or remains constant never depends on you or me, but on interests. As long as the interests are sufficient, I can provide whatever you like.

Qingmo never liked to live by accommodating others. Of course, if she really couldn't live like that, she could barely endure the humiliation of crawling between Han Xin's legs.

To be aloof, you have to be someone who is high above others to have the right to be aloof.

If you can't even support yourself, what's with all the high-mindedness?

A jerk is just being pretentious.

Now that she has the ability to make her life better, of course she won't put up with the Jiang family's temper. Why should she feel so resentful?

She's incompetent, so just pretend she didn't say anything; she has no sense of shame.

After traveling on and off for almost two more months, they finally arrived at the Desolate Ancient City. Of course, along the way, the exiled caravan inevitably lost hundreds of people.

Most of them were illegitimate children who were not valued in their respective families, or elderly people.

This group of people was exiled to a valley more than 50 miles outside the city, where they were required to build their own houses and reclaim wasteland.

They are not allowed to leave the territory of the ancient city within a hundred miles. If they are found, they will be treated as fugitives and will be killed if caught. Without a household registration, they cannot go far.

Under the whole heaven, all land belongs to the king; on the shores of the land, all people are subjects of the king.