This is life [Quick Transmigration]

Su Le sat up from the couch, and in an instant, red, white and white liquid gushed out from the swollen and painful place behind him.

Glancing at the cyanotic and ambiguous marks on his body in disgust, he habitually raised his pale bony fingers that had not seen the sun for a long time, and gently stroked the dark red tear mole under his left eye.

A huge amount of information flooded into the brain in an instant, and it seemed like it was going to explode, but it was not enough to make the person in front of him frown.

It's not that it doesn't hurt, it's just that I'm used to it.

Because the processing of these complicated and trivial information consumed a lot of energy, this unsatisfactory body swayed, Rao Su Le finally frowned almost invisible.

too weak!

Just when this weak body was about to collapse, the information about the mission target and the original owner of the body was finally summarized into a report, which was projected onto his retina by the information terminal.

The code name of this mission: [Zhejiyao pity people like jade, lovesickness should be hated and turned into ashes]

Target person: Ouyang Jingfeng

Basic information of the target person: Twenty-two years old, the great general of Yan Guozhen.The holy family is prosperous, and the merits are high.In order to reduce the king's suspicion, three months ago, he proposed to marry Su Jingting, the son of a merchant, and killed himself. [Stamp: Scumbag! 】

Accepted person: Su Jingting

Basic information of accepted characters: merchant son, [-] years old, outstanding talent, obsessively in love with the above-mentioned scumbag, loves but is hated, gives a lot but is abused, forced to smile. [Stamp: Idiot! 】

Target Person's Emotional State: Desire to belong. 【Stamp: Secret Love】

The target person has a crush on: Sanhualou, Liu Qingqing. 【Seal: White Lotus】

After reading the basic information, Su Le read the life that the original owner was supposed to have from the information terminal, and immediately hehe.

This kind of bloody plot, he can probably guess the development of the plot without accepting the memory of the original owner.

It was nothing more than a scumbag who used the merchant's son Su Jingting to initially dispel the monarch's suspicion of him, and got the unreserved love from the original owner and the support of the original owner's mother's family, but he didn't know how to cherish it, and he praised a brothel prostitute as the white moonlight, Cinnabar nevus.

In the end, after the new king was crowned the Great Treasure, Ouyang Jingfeng, who had won the trust of the new king with his meritorious service as a dragon, became an extremely human minister as a general.

And finally no longer need the cover of the original owner, and finally get married with the one I love.

In the end, he was conferred the title of "one-word shoulder-to-shoulder king", and even Liu Qingqing, who was born as a prostitute, was granted a first-rank imperial order. The two of them were like a couple of gods and gods, with their children around their knees, so happy.

After that, the rough love story between Ouyang Jingfeng and Liu Qingqing was compiled into a storybook and praised by people.

As for the original owner——

He has never been able to get the love of his husband all his life. Facing the disgust and dislike of his husband, Liu Qingqing showed off and ridiculed secretly, and lived in distress. In the end, he ended up wrapped in a broken straw mat and was buried hastily There is a mess of graves.

After reading the original owner's life, Su Le clicked his tongue with great interest, and the mole at the corner of his eye became more and more confusing.

If this matter has nothing to do with him, if he is not Su Jingting, the son of the merchant who is suffering, and if he does not know the husband and wife, he will probably praise a good story about a hero and a confidante.

But now-

Su Le was indifferent, but there was an indescribable contempt and interest in it. He took a look at this room, which was not simple, but it was by no means a good room, and casually picked up a shirt from the bed. On the body, leaning on the waist and slowly got up.

The smooth thighs were covered with pinch marks and bruises, and the rear laceration seemed serious. Even though he was numb to the pain, it was hard to ignore. The red and white liquid dripping down the thighs was mostly red.

Su Le frowned unobtrusively, and disgust flashed in his eyes. The traces on his body really displeased him. If he didn't wash it off, he might not be able to help but spit it out.

"Come on, prepare water."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Su Le felt a burning pain in his throat like coarse sand being grinded. Combined with the marks on his body, one can imagine how this body was treated last night.

Of course, no one wants to pay attention to the plaything abandoned by the owner of this house.

Su Le, who had just read the memory of the original owner, was stunned for a moment, but smiled at this moment.

Su Le never smiles or half smiles.

This smile, he smiled brighter than ever before, as if the spring burst, and the stars collided, illuminating the whole room, anyone who saw it would be amazed.

And the tear mole under his left eye was still dark red, but it seemed that for a moment, it was as red as blood.

Ouyang Jingfeng can be called a scumbag, and he has not wronged his reputation at all.

Combined with the original owner's life recorded in the information terminal, he has never been merciful to scumbags like Ouyang Jingfeng.

"Ma'am," someone knocked on the door suddenly, "The general ordered me to ask you, the painting and ink you promised are ready."

A stern light flashed in Su Le's eyes, and he slowly put away the smile on his face.

The person outside the door was none other than Ouyang Jingfeng's servant, Hai Sheng.It is not rude to him on weekdays, but it is definitely not respectful.

The Danqing pen and ink in Haisheng's mouth is exactly what he wrote.

Although he is a merchant, he has studied under Mr. Tang Zhou, a master of calligraphy since he was a child, and he has become a self-contained person. He is also quite accomplished in calligraphy, so he is nicknamed "the master of painting, and the dragon with pen and ink". Hard to find.

"Later."

Impatient to say more, Su Le thought for a while, pursed his lips and smiled, then walked to the desk with his waist sore and legs weak.

Randomly spread out a piece of cooked rice, picked up a stunned wolf hair, waved it perfunctorily a few times, and then put it away.

Holding the ink-smeared Shuxuan, he opened the door lazily and threw the paper out.

When Haisheng saw that he was naked and his shame was exposed in front of others, he immediately felt very worthless for his general, and quickly lowered his head not to look at the shameless man.

The general loves Miss Liu, but this person always comes to meddle.

In order to ask for a letter for Miss Liu, the general had to wrong himself to sleep with this person last night. It's really hard for the general, and this person is cheap!

Su Le looked at Haisheng's annoyed look in awe, couldn't help but sneered, and said: "Why is one card not enough, do you want another one? But, you have to pay for it separately, and I'm afraid you will have to wrong the general to sleep with me again." one night."

Hearing this, Haisheng was shocked and furious, "You! You are so unreasonable and shameless! I, I will definitely tell the general!"

Su Le leaned against the door frame, and waved his hands indifferently, "Yeah, tell me."

Haisheng gave him a hard look, and ran away in an instant holding the paper.

Leaning against the door and glanced at his dilapidated, desolate, overgrown weedy courtyard, Su Le looked up at the white clouds in the blue sky that had been washed by water, and sneered for a long time, the mole under his eyes seemed to brighten a little.

It's disgusting after all.

Su Le suddenly frowned, turned back to the room, scrubbed and cleaned the dirt on his body, picked through the small cabinet, finally found a half-new blue shirt to change into, and went back to the small courtyard.

Sitting down against the acacia tree in the middle of the small courtyard, he closed his eyes and pondered how to face the furious scumbag next.

That's right, rage.

He didn't believe that after seeing the words he wrote, the violent scumbag could still calmly give the words to his cinnabar mole on his heart and white moonlight in his palm.

On that paper, he only wrote eight big characters, and there was no signature.

It is exactly "the sword is in my hand, swing the sword to kill the dog".

It is to use today's "one day with a sword in hand, I will kill all the evil dogs in the world", and it is really appropriate to use it here.