Meng Xuan was forty-nine years old. At the beginning of the 12th lunar month, it was winter. It was a scene of red, and the snow that had fallen down was accidentally injured.

Some people were happy, while others were sad.

In the dungeon of the Crown Prince's mansion, there was a bloody scene.

"Get up. Don't pretend to be dead. Do you think anyone will come to save you?"

It was so cold, damp, and painful that she could not move. There seemed to be the annoying sound of flies in her ears.

Anran opened her eyes and closed them again in pain. The swelling bruises on her face did not reveal her beauty. At this moment, she was like a piece of cloth that had been repeatedly destroyed.

All the precious clothes and noble daughters were gone.

"Oh, I finally stopped pretending."

She had woken up from the pain countless times. The flesh of her whip was torn open, and she was splashed with chili water on her flesh. The huge pain of numbing her nerves almost made her lose consciousness.

If it weren't for the cruelst body and willpower training in Asia, she probably wouldn't have been able to survive until now.

"Who are you?" An inchning, who was lying in a bloody mess, slowly raised her hand and touched a soft Colorful Cloud embroidered shoe.

"Don't play dumb? It seems that the chili water is not spicy enough." The owner of the shoes kicked Elling's hand hard. The exquisite and luxurious embroidered shoes mercilessly stepped on Elling's chest, twisting as if crushing garbage. "Your life is quite tough, and the iron whip can't kill you." A hint of viciousness flashed in the woman's eyes.

The original owner's broken memory was poured into his mind in a mess.

"Shen Qinlan..." Anran murmured. If it weren't for the fact that she was too hungry to breathe, she would have broken the woman's foot.

"You're wrong." Shen Qinlan raised her foot and said, "It's the consort-to-be!" She stepped hard again, and her bright and delicious cherry-like lips showed a sly smile. She didn't look weak at all. "My surname is An!"

Her hair was swaying arrogantly with a golden double butterfly hairpin, and her ears were wearing noble feathers and amber earrings. She was wearing a rose-red floral totem dress, which set off her gorgeous beauty!

"Listen carefully. From now on, I, An Qinlan, will be the most distinguished First Miss of the An's Mansion, the most beloved First Prince's wife, and the future empress of the world! And you are just the most humble slave!"

She was arrogant, proud, and beautiful, but her expression was a little awkward, like a blood sucking vine hidden under a big tree in the sky. Finally, she no longer had to be afraid of the majesty of the big tree and absorb the juice of the big tree to dominate the twisted joy.

Anran looked at the woman in front of her coldly. Even though she was in so much pain that her entire body was covered in cold sweat, her clear eyes did not show the slightest hint of fear.

She pulled hard, and Shen Qinlan almost lost her balance.

For so many years, Shen Qinlan had never seen Anran looking at her with such an expression. How could she be flustered by her gaze?

"Don't look at me like that! Do you know what I hate most about you?"

Shen Qinlan calmed down, bent down, and raised her foot. She wanted to step on it, but was dodged by Anran Ning!

"I hate it when you look like you're in a high position. You're so naive to tell others that I'm your favorite 'maid' that you've picked up from the slaves!" Shen Qinlan's tone grew even more severe when she said the word 'maid'.

The corner of Anran's mouth was bleeding, and her chest was in pain. She just looked at Shen Qinlan coldly and slowly said, "Sure enough, I am a slave. My fierce look is so vulgar."

After saying that, Anran sat up with a sneer on her face. Her smile was like a proud flower blooming in the snow. The soft petals were as sharp as blades, looking down on everything.

Seeing that, Shen Qinlan's face changed, and she was even shocked. She couldn't believe that this was what Anyan would say.

Shen Qinlan's expression changed. She clenched her fists in anger and was about to curse when the door behind her suddenly gave out a muffled sound.

Shen Qinlan turned around and her face immediately changed.

"Lan'er, why haven't you come out yet? Madam and Duke are waiting for you to propose a toast."

"Brother Crown Prince, why are you here?" Shen Qinlan immediately put on a delicate and lovely look and leaned over.

"Lan'er, this place is dirty and messy. It's not suitable for your status. You're too kind, and yet you're here to visit this dying bitch," said the Crown Prince of the Meng State, Meng Yin.

When Meng Yin saw this handsome man in an apricot yellow robe, Anran's heart ached inexplicably.

Not only had she traveled through a soul, but she could also feel some of the aura left behind by her original owner.

This man, who had once whispered in the ears of the original owner and promised to only allow her to rule the country for a lifetime, had hidden around her for ten years to please her. After getting the crown prince, he not only betrayed her fiercely, but also secretly talked to her closest adopted sister and worked together to kill her!

The memory of the original owner of these two surfaced in Anran's mind, and her eyes grew colder.

"Brother Crown Prince, Ning'er is about to be tortured. Ning'er and I are sisters. I really can't bear to..." As she spoke, Shen Qinlan's eyes were filled with tears of pity. It was beautiful and touching, which made her even more pitiful.

They were a perfect pair of acting skills.

"She's the one who reaps the fruit of her own evil. This kind of feral fool isn't worth your tears." Meng Yin's heart ached as he brushed away Shen Qinlan's tears. He was extremely gentle.

"Ning'er was not like this before. She just loved you too much."

"Being loved by her will only disgust me." Meng Yin put his arms around Shen Qinlan's slender waist. When he looked at Anran Ningning, his eyes changed instantly, leaving only a strong sense of disgust, as if he had seen a pile of shit.

Shen Qinlan sobbed in a low voice and glanced at Anran Ningning with her beautiful eyes. When she saw that Anran Ning was indifferent, she couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"Ah." Shen Qinlan suddenly frowned in pain, and then deliberately hid her wrist behind her back.

"What happened, Lan'er?"

"I'm fine."

Seeing that, An inching noticed a vicious look on Shen Qinlan's face.

"Let me have a look." Meng Yin gently pulled up Shen Qinlan's right wrist, which was hidden behind her back. There were several obvious pinch marks on her snow-white wrist.

"What's going on?" Meng Yin asked coldly.

"Don't worry, Brother Prince. It's just a small injury..." Shen Qinlan said, looking at the ground intentionally or unintentionally.

Not far away, there were several pieces of broken bowls wet.

"Was it that bitch who did it?"

"Ningning didn't do it on purpose. I came in to see her. She said she was thirsty, so I brought a bowl of water to feed her. However, Ningning misunderstood me so much that she knocked over the bowl and accidentally pinched my wrist."

"I'm not careful? I think she doesn't want to live anymore." Meng Yin glared fiercely at Anran Ning.

"Originally, I wanted to make her feel better for your sake. I didn't expect her to be so ungrateful."

"Come on!"

"Go to the stable to get horse urine."

"Isn't she thirsty? Well, I'll let her drink enough!" Meng Yin didn't even want to look at Anran Ning anymore.

Anran had a bad feeling in her heart. In such a situation, she had to find a way to deal with it.

"Brother Crown Prince..." Shen Qinlan knew that her plan had succeeded. She was good at this kind of thing. She didn't have to worry about failure and easily provoked Meng Yin's anger.

"Did I hurt her? If I knocked over the bowl filled with water, wouldn't her clothes be wet? The pinch marks on her hands were shallow on the outside and deep on the inside. If he pinched them, there wouldn't be a single pinch marks on them. How could they be so flat?" It was obvious that she had disguised herself.

Shen Qinlan's expression changed. Fortunately, Meng Yin hated Anran so much that he didn't believe her at all.

"You still dare to argue! When the celebration is over, you will be punished by the slave! There is no need to wait. She was caught with Slave Ma, committed a major crime, and stained the reputation of my First Prince. Even if her grandfather, Mr. Xu, came, he would not be able to clear her guilt."

It was ridiculous to have an affair with Slave Ma. It was obvious that they had been found out by her while carrying her on their backs. Instead, they had accused her of it. Not only had they knocked her out, but they had also bribed Slave Ma to frame them. She had been beaten to such an extent.

Anran sneered. Faced with the two best actors, an explanation was just a waste of her saliva.

Meng Yin didn't show any mercy, and he didn't even show any mercy. In the past, he flattered and acted in order to please Anran, purely for the power of Ann Family to help him. Now this idiot was useless. Of course, he chose Shen Qinlan, who was smart and had won his heart.

While they were talking, a servant brought them a bowl of horse urine with a coquettish smell.

"She must like the smell of horse urine. Isn't that the smell of Slave Ma?" Meng Yin said sarcastically, "Drink it for me."

The servant carrying the horse's urine immediately walked over to Anchi Ning's side and reached out his hand to grab Anchi Ning's mouth.

"He fed me horse urine?"

She had never been insulted like this before, so how could she give in obediently?

Anran was refreshed and her body had been hidden. After more than ten years of dancing, she had received many creepy professional training.

She was the only one selected out of 100,000 dancing elites to perform solo dance on the top stage!

In order to integrate the dance and soul into one and create a unique ingenious style, she was even thrown to the uninhabited island and was chased by wild beasts. She made a living with tree bark and grass, just for the surprise of breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly after dancing a life-and-death disaster.

On the stage, she was a dancer and a spy with kung fu.

The servant tilted his hand, which was filled with horse urine. Just as the pungent smell was about to reach his nose, An inchning threw it hard.

The bowl was overturned and flew into the air, and the liquid was scattered on Shen Qinlan's skirt.

They didn't expect An Lanning, who had always been as timid as a mouse, to be so fierce.

Shen Qin's beautiful face paled, and her mood, which had been watching the show, suddenly changed. The smell of horse urine swept over her beautiful skirt. If it weren't for Meng Yin, she would have slapped him.

"Ning'er, you, how can you treat me like this? I am your best sister." Shen Qinlan held her dress and said bitterly.

Hearing Shen Qinlan's false words, Anran felt her scalp go numb. She thought that people in modern society who were rich enough to control the wind were already enough. She didn't expect to meet such a "wolf" in sheepskin in ancient times.