Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 230 The Soul of a Fallen Beauty (2)

Killing his own parents and pushing his sister off a city wall—this goes beyond just being a psychopath.

If she really suffered inhuman torture, then Shen Yun felt that even if she didn't say anything, the original owner deserved to suffer the consequences of her own actions.

But the truth is, she didn't.

As the eldest princess of the Zhao state, she received even more prestigious gifts than the crown prince, her half-brother.

Her half-brother was found dead in the palace a week ago; she had poisoned him.

"Tsk, that's really ruthless." Shen Yun couldn't help but sigh.

Oh right, what was the mission again? To expose Zhao Jixiang's true colors?

That's easy, she'll just print some flyers.

She's a decisive and efficient person; she acts on her words without hesitation.

"Bang!" Shen Yun was suddenly flung out, then was knocked back.

???

what happened?

Do ghosts feel pain too? Shen Yun touched his forehead and saw a big bump. That's good.

[It seems you can't leave the palace right now, probably because you're a ghost.]

"You're talking nonsense...you're spouting lies." Why can't ghosts move around freely? You're a discriminatory ghost!
Humans and ghosts are equal, okay?
"Oh, right, where is my corpse... body?" Because of receiving memories, I hadn't noticed that the original body that was on the ground had disappeared.

Did you see that?

"Host, I didn't notice just now." 2345 scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed.

It added, "[Mainly because you're so beautiful, host, I can't concentrate on anything else.]"

Shen Yun: "..." Why do I suddenly feel like I can't get angry anymore?

"Is he going to be whipped on his corpse?" Shen Yun became interested and floated inside. "I'll go take a look."

2345: What are you planning to do with that interested look on your face?

Even whipping a corpse is considered whipping your body!

It was probably because of a change of dynasty that the air was filled with the smell of blood.

Shen Yun pinched her nose and floated inside. Actually, she was in a pretty good state and walking was not difficult.

The palace where the original owner lived had been destroyed by a fire. Looking at the ruins, Shen Yun couldn't help but curl his lips. He wondered what these people were thinking. They liked to burn, kill, and plunder as dynasties changed.

She could understand the last three, which were simply about eliminating the root of the problem, but she couldn't quite understand the first one, since she would at least have to pay for the reconstruction herself.

I really don't know what they're showing off about.

He thinks he's handsome in other people's eyes, but he's actually just a fool.

Several maids were sobbing quietly in the corner. Shen Yun glanced at them casually, and then his eyes lit up with a frightening light.

so beautiful!
She's going to flirt with girls.

The ideal is wonderful, but the reality is cruel.

Her hand passed through the body of a maid.

Shen Yun: ...

She became withdrawn.

Shen Yun collapsed to the ground, looking utterly dejected. Unable to seduce the young lady, her life was destined for endless darkness. This somewhat gloomy mood didn't improve until the evening.

Becoming a ghost has its advantages; at least she can watch some free movies in the middle of the night.

Today is Consort Rong, Zhao Jixiang's first time serving the emperor.
Shen Yun was very interested in this, so he conjured up a set of paper and pen and took them with him.

In situations like this, it would be better for her to draw the scene, as it would be suitable for both preservation and dissemination.

Contrary to expectations, Shen Yun squatted down at the door and waited.

She was idly drawing circles when she did something that shocked 2345 to the extreme.

She held the head in her hand and played with it.

2345: ? ? ?
The little white dumpling swallowed nervously, and said with some difficulty, "Host, put your head back in; it doesn't look very nice like this."

Shen Yun narrowed his eyes and hit the nail on the head, "Are you scared?"

2345 tried to defend itself, saying, "How could that be?" It turned its face to one side, "I just think you're ruining your image like this."

Shen Yun gave a nonchalant "Oh," and said, "So what if my image is ruined? I don't care."

Just as 2345 was about to speak, footsteps came from not far away, and it instinctively shut its mouth.

After a while, it realized that no one was listening to it, so why should it shut up?

【I'm coming. 】

Shen Yun reluctantly put her head back down, then walked up to Zhao Jixiang. Tsk, in the middle of the night, she was all powdered, had applied lipstick, and dressed up like a peacock with its tail feathers spread.

The entire family, from the oldest to the youngest, died without a trace of sadness. They could at least pretend to be.

However, Zhao Yin's education level must have been poor. He was always either last or second to last in his studies. Otherwise, how could he have given his own daughter such an auspicious name?

2345 said smugly, "[Host, you're wrong about that. Zhao Yin is someone several great Confucian scholars have repeatedly praised.]"

"It's just flattery, otherwise how would you explain the name?"

2345 was taken aback and quite annoyed. [That's because he lives an outsider's life, so he doesn't care about anything in this world. Simply put, he doesn't love his wife and children; he might tease them occasionally and give them a little something, but if he doesn't remember, he just ignores them.]

"So that's why they were destroyed, and it was even their own daughter who opened the door for them." Shen Yun rolled her eyes. Luckily, she only had two daughters, which made for a perfect family with many children. If she had more, wouldn't the next three be Furu, Donghai, Shoubi, and Nanshan...?

2345 paused for a moment, reluctant to admit it, but there was actually a possibility.

To put it nicely, Zhao Yin's personality is described as aloof and independent; to put it bluntly, he's just a simpleton.

Shen Yun floated up to Zhao Jixiang, only to be choked by the perfume on her body.

"Won't it feel uncomfortable to kiss someone with all that makeup on?" Shen Yun asked curiously. "And this beauty mark, are you going to draw it on every day?"

Shen Yun said, "She's quite something. No matter if it's the dead of winter or the sweltering heat, she has to get up early, otherwise she can't face anyone. It's a bit pitiful."

Although the two look somewhat alike, the original owner was relatively younger and had a more youthful appearance.

To become exactly the same, it's impossible without resorting to evil magic.

"But this is also in line with her character. After all, she is a woman who wiped out her entire family. She is ruthless enough."

Shen Yun blew a breath into her ear, and perhaps too much force, but he managed to move the thumb-sized pearl earring that was hanging from Rong Zhao Jixiang's ear. Moreover, the curve was extremely large, and the silver chain with the pearl hanging on it suddenly straightened horizontally.

Zhao Jixiang felt a chill by her ear, and goosebumps rose on her skin. She looked around in surprise and disbelief.

"Your Highness, His Majesty is waiting for you inside. You'd better hurry," a eunuch said in a high-pitched voice, a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Zhao Jixiang's attention was indeed diverted. She forced a smile onto her pale face and then took a jade bracelet off her wrist. "Father-in-law, you worked hard keeping watch last night. This is just a small token of my appreciation."

(End of this chapter)