Chapter 3: Original memory

After one day when Ji Fei Gou jumped over, Han Fei lay on the bed, even turning her body was a feat. She scratched her belly, comfortably raised her pillow, and began to make plans for the future. What kind of system After she knelt down, she disappeared, no matter how she called, there was no sound.
Just when she thought so, the voice popped out of her mind again, but this time her momentum was a little weaker.
"Please get up the host!"
Han Fei paused, sneered, and replied: "Oh, finally don't pretend to be dead? Come on, what are you?"
"Please get up the host!"
Han Fei replied with wonder: "Why do you want to get up?"
"If you can sit, you can never lie down! If you can stand, you can never sit!"
"What?"
"Host, you are too fat, please prepare for weight loss anytime, anywhere!"
"..."
Now even a broken thing begins to hate her for being fat, right?
"If I don't do it, you will power me like today?"
The voice became weaker, "...Please forgive the host, I missed the control of the current for a while."
Han Fei snorted, but got up with difficulty, and said, "Can you tell me what you are now?"
"Slimming and losing weight overcomes the male system."
"...What is it for?"
"Supervise the host to lose weight successfully, transform successfully, and successfully conquer the male god."
An idea popped into Han Fei's mind, this is really a golden finger! But... she can understand to lose weight, what the is the male god?
"Now, ask the host to accept the original memory in order to better complete the task, please be prepared!"
As soon as this sentence fell, when Han Fei had no time to stop, there was a sudden sharp pain in her head, as if it was about to explode, a large amount of memory that did not belong to her came surging, and there was no chance to breathe. Han Fei passed out in pain.
The next day, Chunhong was about to wake up her own lady, and if she was later to ensure that the second lady would have something to torment her.
But before Chunhong had time to knock on the door, Han Fei's voice came from inside, "Come in."
Chunhong was stunned, with some doubts. In the past, it was very difficult for the young lady to get up every day. It was impossible not to call her a few times. Today, she woke up actively.
Han Fei didn’t wake up anymore. After waking up from a coma, she didn’t sleep all night. After carefully sorting out the memory that didn’t belong to her, after communicating with that system for a while, she found it very sad. , She may be the most unlucky traveler.
But fortunately, after some explanations from the system yesterday, she barely accepted her own setting and accepted the existence of such a golden finger, which is much better than staying alone in this different world.
The original name was also Han Fei, and she was the concubine of the Han Mansion. Her father was the prime minister of the dynasty. It stands to reason that she should not be so miserable, even if she is so fat.
But the bad thing is that her father is the prime minister, yes, but he is the most unloved prime minister. The upper side is not happy, and the lower side is peeping, causing the entire Han House to be trembling. Her father is busy dealing with outside affairs. Come to take care of the backyard.
In addition, her mother died too early, she died after leaving her as a concubine, the original body was sad because of sadness and no father's pain, the more he ate, the more he ate...
Finally ate out a big fat man.
Han Fei's face turned green, and secretly she was really angry with her original body and couldn't control her own weight. What can she do to control her life!
"Miss, your face... why is it so ugly..."
Chunhong was startled by the ferocious expression on Han Fei's face, which looked like a cannibalistic look.
Han Fei adjusted her expression, decided to calm down, and said, "Help me pull my hair."
It's not that Han Fei can't even manage her hair, it's really... this fat and short hand is really out of reach, and can't be so dexterous, it can only rely on Chunhong's hand.
Chun Hong hurriedly stepped forward and put a simple hairstyle on Han Fei, while saying: "Chun Hong must make the young lady beautiful."
Han Fei absently took another sentence: "A beautiful pig?"
Chunhong's hand stiffened and decided not to speak.
Han Fei looked at herself in the bronze mirror. It was annoying once when you said it was fat. You can also say that it is as cute as a white and fat bun, but the original body is not so dark that she can't stand it. Up! It's just a whole grain package!
The only consolation is probably because of the fat, the skin is stretched, it is extremely smooth, there are no pores, and the hand feels very good.
Han Fei comforted herself, and maybe it would be better when she got a little bit more white.
"Miss, today is the day when the master comes back, so let the lady dress festively so that the master will like it."
Han Fei nodded absent-mindedly, and when Chun Hong took out her "festival" clothes, she almost exploded.
What the are those colorful clothes!
Same as the singer!
Han Fei suddenly remembered that the original body likes such fancy clothes very much, and every piece is very cherished.
"Miss is the best looking girl in this water-red dress!"
Chunhong boasted sincerely.
Han Fei said blankly: "The red pig?"
Chun Hong: "..."