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In the winter of December, the ground was covered with a thin layer of silver frost. It was especially cold.

Wooden Spirit Empire, inside the Duke Chu's Mansion residence.

Chu Mo looked at the unfamiliar room she was in with confusion. Where was this? Wasn't it when I saw the painting of a palace that did not look like a human building when British Museum stole back the ancestor's treasure? Why did he come here?

"Chu Moxi, do you take my words as nothing? This young master has come to break the engagement with you today! " The young man at the side looked at the trash who was wandering around in a daze and nearly jumped out of his skin.

Chu Mo's eyes turned and landed on the person in front of her.

His fair face was angular and his deep black eyes were filled with anger, despite the fact that they were supposed to have an enchanting luster. That thick eyebrows, that tall nose, that beautiful lips, they should be showing off his nobility and elegance, but at this moment, they were malevolent.

Chu Mo concluded that this was the ugliest person she had ever met.

"Who are you?" Chu Mo retracted her gaze in disdain. Otherwise, she wouldn't even bother to pay attention to this idiot. Wait, why are you wearing ancient clothes? Furthermore, this place seemed to be an ancient decoration …

She felt a wave of pain in her head as a terrifying amount of information was transferred into her brain, causing her to almost faint from the pain.

Chu Moxi, the big miss of Wooden Spirit Empire, fifteen years old and still unable to awaken her innate talent, is the famed trash of Wooden Spirit Empire.

His mother had died a long time ago, and Chu Moxi, who had a natural disposition, had been bullied in the Chu Clan.

Fifteen years ago, Duke Chu and General Lin were engaged to marry their eldest daughter and eldest son. Today, when Lin Lubai came to break off the engagement, Chu Moxi did not even think about breathing her last.

Chu Mo then passed through her body.

Was he angered to death? This little heart is really weak! He needed practice! Since she had already passed through it, from now on, Chu Mo would be in charge of it.

"Chu Moxi, do you think that you think I won't rescind my engagement with you just because you pretend to be stupid?" The ring on his right hand flashed, and a red marriage certificate appeared in his hand.

Originally, Lin Lubai didn't want to be so desperate, but Chu Moxi's attitude made him lose face. Today, he wanted to tear up the marriage certificate in front of Chu Moxi.

"So ruthless!" Without the strength to back down, Chu Moxi will accept it! However, to tear up the marriage contract in front of him was an insult. Her, Chu Mo, had always been someone who didn't offend me. I didn't offend him. He was really good …

"Ruthless? Chu Moxi, how can you, a good-for-nothing, have an engagement with me, Lin Lubai? Based on an agreement from fifteen years ago? How much is it worth? " The corner of Lin Lubai's mouth curled up in ridicule. Eldest Young Master of his General Lin Lubai House was ranked among the top in terms of talent in the entire Wooden Spirit Empire.

"You're going too far!" Chu Mo's eyes were closed. If I don't take back today's shame, I will write my name in reverse.

"I, Lin Lubai, am strong enough to bully you, Chu Moxi. What about it?" Lin Lubai held up the marriage certificate with both hands and directly tore it open from the middle. He handed over the other half with Chu Moxi's name on it.

"Strength determines everything …" Chu Mo raised her hand to take the marriage certificate from him. Just as she raised her hand, the half of the marriage certificate in Lin Lubai's hand shattered and fell from her fingertips.

It landed on the ground, and the red confetti was very eye-catching on the white ground.

"Sorry about that, I have to pick it up myself." Lin Lubai's eyes were filled with naked mockery. To shatter the marriage contract in front of you was a naked insult to you.

"The river flows east for thirty years, and the river flows west for thirty years. Don't look down on a young man's poverty. Sir Lin, farewell! " After Chu Mo finished her sentence, she slowly crouched down and picked up the pieces of paper on the ground one by one.

Lin Lubai glanced at Chu Moxi, who was squatting on the ground picking up the scraps of paper, then left proudly. He didn't take Chu Moxi's words seriously at all.

"Miss … Are you okay? " At this time, a little girl, whose face was beaten black and blue, ran in from outside.

"Who are you? "How did this happen?" Chu Mo stood up and frowned as she scanned the girl.

"Miss, how come you don't even know Lian anymore?" Miss, are you mad? What should he do? Lili couldn't care less about the pain as she paced up and down.

"What are you doing walking around? It made my eyes go blurry. "And don't call me miss …" Miss? F * ck, that's a 'chicken', okay?

"What else should I call you if not 'Miss'?" Lian's heart skipped a beat. Miss had always been a gentle young lady of a noble family.

"You can call me Big Sis or Big Sis." Chu Mo sat back in her chair and said with a smile.

She, Chu Mo, who was known as the hero thief, actually transmigrated as if she was from a novel.

"Little... "Boss, you …" Lian looked at Chu Moxi and couldn't even speak properly.

"Lian, go get something to eat, I'm hungry!" Then change your clothes. " Only when one was full would one have the strength to dress up and be in the mood to do so. Due to Chu Moxi's situation in the Chu Clan, there would be more than one or two groups of people coming.

"Yes …" Although puzzled, Lian still moved her feet.

After eating her fill, Lian dressed Chu Moxi.

Chu Moxi took off her jacket under Lian's care. Just as she was about to wave Lian off, Lian asked in surprise, "Miss, what's that on your arm?"

Because of her shock, Lian even forgot that Chu Moxi forbade her to call her 'Miss'.

"Can this old lady have anything on her arm …" Raising her right hand, Chu Moxi was instantly struck dumb.

What was going on with this divine horse? Wasn't this the painting she stole in British Museum? Why did it land on her arm?

"Lian, go get some water." Chu Moxi stared at the painting on her arm, not even lifting her head.

"Yes …" Lian immediately obeyed and came back with a basin of water.

"It must be the work of this painting!" Chu Moxi put her arm into the water and rubbed it vigorously. Other than rubbing her arm until it bled profusely, there was no other effect.

"Miss, don't rub it, it's bleeding." Lian held Chu Moxi's hand.

"Nothing, Lian, you go down first." Chu Moxi withdrew her hand and motioned for Lian to leave. She wanted to calm down for a moment.

Lian cast a worried glance at the young lady, finally picked up the basin of water and went out.

"Painting, painting, why did you bring me to this world?"

How could the painting respond to her? Chu Moxi hid her arm inside her sleeve, not noticing that the painting on her arm was flashing a devilish light after absorbing all the blood on her wound.