"You shameless woman!"

"You forced me to marry you and even tried your best to seduce me. Are you so thirsty? Well, if you want it, I'll let you have enough!"

The bed curtain swayed, and the carved bed kept creaking. There was no love, but just a release of endless hatred.

"Yes..."

Shen Lige couldn't help but groan. His brows were filled with pain, and his eyes were tightly shut. His long curly eyelashes were trembling slightly.

It's so uncomfortable...

His body seemed to be torn apart by someone, and it was so painful that it trembled.

What's going on? Why does it hurt so much?

Wasn't she already dead? She was framed by the jerk's younger brother. She was infected with a new virus and died.

Shen Lige slowly opened his eyes and saw a strange handsome face. His brows were sharp and his eyes were bright. His expression was cold and his eyes were filled with disgust.

The most important thing was that this man was on top of her at this moment, and his movements were fierce!

Shen Lige's pupils suddenly dilated. She had defended her innocence for more than 20 years, but this man had snatched her away?

"Who are you? Let go of me! Don't touch me!" Shen Lige began to struggle, but what she received was a man's more intense suppression.

He held her tightly in his arms and held her hands firmly above her head, making her unable to move at all, and even her bones were almost crushed.

"Shen Lige, what are you pretending about?" The man said disgustedly. "If it wasn't for your deliberate efforts, do you think this king is willing to touch you? This king thinks that you're disgusting!"

As he spoke, he slammed hard again to vent his anger.

"Ah!"

Shen Lige was about to go crazy. Where did this man come from, ah ah ah ah!

She raised her head and bit him hard on the shoulder. The man's body suddenly stiffened, and he directly pushed her away, keeping a distance from her. "Shen Lige! Are you crazy?!"

There was blood at the corner of Shen Lige's mouth. It was a pity that he couldn't bite off a piece of his flesh.

She sneered and said, "You beast! How dare you bully a woman! You're shameless!"

"What did you say?!" The man's black eyes were filled with even more anger, and his grip on her hand became even more vicious.

Shen Lige was in so much pain that his face turned pale. He felt as if all the bones in his body were about to shatter. He was like a huge rock that pressed down on her until she couldn't even breathe.

"Good! Why are you putting the blame on me? You're really good!"

Gritting his teeth, the man sneered, got up, and left Shen Lige without hesitation.

Shen Lige was in so much pain that he sucked in a breath of cold air. That spot was burning hot, and his entire body was aching.

She raised her eyes with difficulty, only to find that the man had already put on a red brocade robe embroidered with python patterns. When he bent over to close the robe, his long black hair slipped down from his shoulders. He was so handsome and cold that no one dared to approach him.

It had to be said that his temperament and manners were very good. In this case, his every gesture was also noble, and he was more beautiful than the male stars who had taken photos of ancient costume on TV.

However, Shen Lige wasn't in the mood to appreciate it at all.

This man in ancient costume and costume had actually forced her to do so!

"This scum is going to die a terrible death!"

Shen Lige raised his leg and kicked him hard, aiming it at the man's descendant.

This action made her face turn pale all of a sudden, and she broke out in a cold sweat from the pain. But after this kick, she found that something was wrong! This body was not hers at all, and she couldn't reach him at all!

But the man had already seen through her plan. He directly reached out and grabbed her ankle with his big palm.

He looked at her with his cold eyes and showed a cruel look. A cruel smile appeared on his lips.

The next second, he squeezed her hard.

Crack!

Shen Lige only felt that her foot had been crushed, and she took a deep breath. She was in so much pain that her sweat was pouring down like rain.

The man threw her heavily onto the bed and stared at her from above. In a cold voice, he said, "Shen Lige, no matter what tricks you try to play, listen up to me! Once you enter the Warlord's Mansion, you will stay in the Fengming Pavilion from now on and guard your position as the princess. You are not allowed to make trouble! If you dare to step out of this courtyard, I will break your legs!"

After that, he tidied his robe and walked away.

"Bastard... you're going to die a horrible death..."

Shen Lige's eyes were full of blood and tears. She was in so much pain that she could barely make a sound. Her face was even twisted.

She stared at the man's back and gritted her teeth, her eyes full of resentment.

Then, a burst of pain swept over her head, giving her a splitting headache.

Then, an inexplicable memory entered her mind.

Shen Lige was shocked to find that her soul was currently on the body of a woman with the same name as her in the Great Wei Dynasty.

The original name was Shen Lige. She was the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's mansion. She was only 16 years old and had been spoiled by her family since she was a child. She was arrogant, arrogant, and rude.

At the age of ten, the original owner fell in love with Zhan Wuhen, the God of War of the Wei Dynasty. He kept pestering him and was determined to be the princess.

Zhan Wuhen was the sixth son of the current emperor, 22 years old.

He was handsome and had a cold temperament. His abilities and skills were outstanding. At the age of 16, he entered the battlefield and made a decisive plan to kill enemies. Countless enemies were frightened by his words, so he won the glory of the number one God of War in the Wei Kingdom.

It could be said that Zhan Wuhen was the dream lover of all the girls in the imperial capital.

However, he already had someone in his heart who liked his junior sister, Jiang Ruoxue, and even privately promised her the position of princess.

The original owner was unwilling to give up and tried his best to ask the Empress Dowager for help. She asked the Emperor to bestow the marriage upon her and forced Zhan Wuhen to marry her as his consort.

If Zhan Wuhen refused, he would execute Jiang Ruoxue.

After all, Jiang Ruoxue was just an orphan. She was not worthy of being the War King's wife.

Zhan Wuhen had just returned to the court when he was forced to marry the original owner. As a result, he hated the original owner to the extreme.

The original owner even forced him to consummate the marriage, so the two of them appeared in front of him.

After all the memories were sorted out, Shen Lige suddenly realized that she had time-traveled.

This was too outrageous!

The original owner of the Flower Addict had done so many things, but she, as an outsider, had to bear all the consequences. How could she live alone in this alienated world?

As soon as Shen Lige moved a little, she was injured and her face turned pale from the pain.

Her little face wrinkled and her nose immediately twitched. Tears streamed down like rain. She had a stronger feeling of pain than ordinary people since she was a child, and she was most afraid of pain.

She couldn't fight back at all when she encountered such a violent man as Zhan Wuhen.

What should she do?

Feeling wronged, Shen Lige raised her hand to wipe away her tears. With a glance, she saw something in her palm.

She was stunned, and then her eyes widened.