Clenching her fists, she stared coldly at the mirror with a determined look. With or without magic or Qi she, Feng Jiao Xue, will never allow herself to be bullied.
A little hand slowly reached her burned face. Feng Meng, Feng Xi, good very good, you twin brats. Since she has reincarnated as Feng Jiao Xue, then let vengeance be her payment.
Thinking that way, she started to take things along the lines of her previous attitudes towards missions.
She has already assumed the identities of various people, both false and real. She can take this mission, not like she has a choice, the price has already been paid but she isn't complaining either.
And since she has accepted this mission, she will give it her all in order to execute this mission perfectly.
Looking at the small hand in the mirror she couldn't help but frown. There in the pale thin finger was a golden ring with the design of a black rose laying on top of a red snowflake.
A familiar ring on an unfamiliar hand. She subconsciously twisted the ring in her left hand.
She doesn't remember how she got this ring but since she could remember, it was already on her. No matter what she did, it never came off. The others also either never notice it or mysteriously forget it exists in the first place.
How did she not notice this when she looked at her hand? Is it the reason why she managed to arrive in this world? She scrutinized the ring more closely but found it unresponsive and simply coldly lying on her finger without a trace of specialty.
No matter what since she is already here, she will make do with what she has or find an opportunity to reverse her situation. If everything else fails, she will just create that opportunity.
Not even the heavens can make her cower and admit defeat.
Gaining understanding of her new environment, she proceeded in knowing her new identity.
As an assassin, she had been trained in adapting to the environment and situation.
Since young, Feng Jiao Xue has only known neglect and abuse, this she already knows. Even the lowliest of the servants can step in her head. However, the pitiful miss never complained and only wished to have a simple life, with someone who will truly love her.
Unfortunately, even her dreams were completely taken from her when her cousin burned her face. Who in the end would love such a deformity?
She closed her eyes after recounting the previous Feng Jiao Xue's experience. After all, what difference is there with her own family circumstances?
But unlike the previous Feng Jiao Xue who had no one, she found a brother in all but blood who would act as a sweet little brother most of the time but would not hesitate to take on the role of a responsible and reliable big brother when need be.
At the age of 6-7 years old, Feng Jiao Xue's superior looks have become more prominent. How could that arrogant brat, Feng Ming, accept this trash being better than her in any way?
Feng Ming couldn't, so one day she secretly came to this little courtyard.
She was busy huddling in a small fire she created just outside of her small hut shivering in the cold when Feng Ming walked up to her with an angry glare, covered in the softest fur coats and warmest and finest of clothes.
"Pathetic, just pathetic. How can a worthless trash like you be any better than me huh?!"
Feng Ming harshly grabbed her hair to make her look up with her scalp hurting from the pressure.
She could only whimper in pain as she has long learned that crying, talking back or eliciting the wrong response would only make the beating worse. Something that she, the current Feng Jiao Xue, have also learned at a tender age as well.
Early that morning Feng Ming heard the servants talking and comparing the two of them. Feng Ming loves being praised but one thing irked her and that is their comparison in looks.
"A good for nothing like you is a shame to our Feng clan so why don't you just die!" Feng Ming pulled her hair even harder before slapping her face, making her fall.
However, she was not satisfied with this, so she continued to kick her while the servants laughed and flattered her.
Compared to the servants who enjoy beating her simply for being born into the main family, Feng Ming's hits are far lighter. However, her small body was already weak from starvation and this harsh weather.
She curled up even more before coughing up a mouthful of blood.
"Third miss is already so strong"
"Yeah, she is still young, but she can now even draw blood."
"Haha, of course our third miss is the best"
"Not just strong, third miss will surely grow up into a top tier miss"
"Our miss will be one of the most beautiful however..."
The servants threw praises one after another making Feng Ming even more smug. She raised her chin higher and sneered at her. Hearing the last comment though made her face go black.
Such a beautiful and tender face did not match her already rotten heart at all.
"What do you mean by that?! Are you also insinuating that this trash would be better than me?!" Feng Ming shouted, giving her another strong kick, so she curled up and closed her eyes even tighter if that was even possible.
All she wanted was for this to end. For someone, anyone to help her. She learned the hard way though, that crying and saying those out loud would only make things even worse.
"No, no, surely the third miss will be more beautiful than this waste. Comparing the third miss with this good for nothing is like comparing heavens and earth" The servant immediately tried to fawn over Feng Ming.
"Right, not just land but it would be like heavens and the netherworld"
"True how can our third miss even be compared to this trash"
"This trash would only a slut, a mere prostitute that would throw even more embarrassment to our clan"
The servants immediately sang more praises to appease Feng Ming while Feng Jiao Xue sniffled her cries.
"That's right this trash will surely use her face to smudge more mud in my Feng clan's prestige" Feng Ming nodded looking at her with a beaming smile, her eyes flashing with malice.
"Come get me some flame and let me do the clan a favor." As she said that her smile brightened getting more excited. "I will just destroy her face so that she will not be able to use it to cause trouble" Feng Ming declared and the servants laughed at that idea.
They were all females and naturally they were jealous of Feng Jiao Xue's blooming beauty but dared not go that far. After all, she still has the blood of the main branch in her body.
So, they had no choice but to target her with small petty tricks, which is until they realized that she is no longer valued.
Hearing her words, Feng Jiao Xue could no longer keep her silent, she looked up in fear and pearly tear drops began to fall from her clear gem-like eyes.
Normally, this charming and pitiful look would invoke pity, but this just made their jealousy reach its peak, encouraging them all.
"No, no please, don't! Please anything but that please "Feng Jiao Xue begged and cried while covering her face trying to prevent them from doing so.
She had always heard her grandpa say that although she was still young, she was already starting to look like parents.
She would sit on his lap as her grandpa tells stories of them. Often mentioning how she has her mother's eyes and lips, but her father's looks were still discernible. He also never fails to mention how much they love her.
So, although she never met them, her parents already have a deep place in her heart.
She never had any grudge towards them for leaving her behind because grandpa made her understand that they would never do so willingly.
Something must have happened for them to leave the daughter they treasured most here. Maybe to keep her safe or they simply couldn't take her with them? She doesn't know but always hoped and wished for their safe return.
Her second uncle already took everything her parents left behind, having their looks have always been something she was proud of, the only thing she liked about herself, but they are going to take even that away from her.
Tears slowly gathered in her eyes as one of the servants took one of the burning wood and wrapped a cloth at the handle for Feng Ming to handle without dirtying her hands.
Feng Jiao Xue's body was already so weak making it easier for Feng Ming to pull her hair up. Even so she still tried to struggle as much as she could, making it harder for Feng Ming to aim.
"Hold this good for nothing still!" Feng Ming ordered in annoyance kicking her stomach as punishment for the uncooperative attitude.
Two of the servants immediately went to her side and held her arms. So, she tried kicking her away with her pitiful strength which earned her a punch in the gut and another stick smashing her feet.
Feng Ming smirked at her, her eyes shimmering with delight as she directed the flames in front of her face.
She could not accept this, she will not accept this! She can't let them destroy the face that shows that she is her parent's daughter even if she can't cultivate.
"Ahh!!!" The painful scream of a child reverberated around the mountain where she had been exiled.
She felt the scorching pain on her face making her struggle harder and harder.
''It hurts, it hurts so much! Mom! Dad! Grandpa! Help me please, anyone?!" She cried in her heart despite fully knowing that no one would come.
Suddenly, she felt something within her Dantian, a strange surge of energy emerged from within her and exploded out of control making Feng Ming and her servants get thrown back.
The servants stared in shock at the curled up Feng Jiao Xue but immediately snapped back at Feng Ming's screams.
"Ahhh, it hurts! That waste dared to hurt me! Ahhh! Blood! Blood! You useless servants? What are you sitting there to help me? It hurts! Buhuhu! You trash wait till my father hears about this!"
Feng Ming screamed because during the blast of energy, she was thrown harshly into the ground and her skin managed to get scraped a little because of the friction and the impact.
"Miss don't worry we will call the physicians"
"The alchemists will surely make third miss some pills"
"I will go inform the clan head now"
The servants immediately panicked and scrambled to take care of their third miss, carrying her back to her courtyard completely ignoring the pitiful girl curled in front of the flames. They are doomed if the clan head would blame them for not taking care of their precious young miss.
Feng Jiao Xue stared blankly at the flame, numb in shock after a while unable to fully accept what had been done to her. Her eyes that have already dried began to shed again, one after other tears slowly trickled down.
After getting rid of the shock, she immediately felt the severe pain in her face. A choked sob escaped her followed by a stifled cry before she curled up and sobbed.
A snowflake dropped slowly before the ground she cleared up slowly accumulated with snow and the flames were extinguished since the roof made up of hay she clumsily created got destroyed during the blast.
The cold she feared no longer mattered as she curled up crying in anguish.
She felt weak and fully drained, not just physically and emotionally but it was like all strengths left in her were pulled out during that blast.
The next morning news spread that the little bastard of the Feng clan burned her face while playing with flame. So, the clan head spent a great deal gathering some herbs for the alchemist to make a precious pill for her.
However, despite the pills she consumed her face didn't get better. That is how the rumors of her having the face of a ghost and being cursed by the heaven's slowly spread.
What others did not know was how that so-called cursed child was in a dead like state for a while, only by sheer will power and luck did she survive.
She frowned at the memory but raised a brow at the information that she managed to get at the following memories.
Cold unfeeling chuckles escaped from her lips as it tilted a little as her eyes narrowed in a mirror, hidden within those eyes as clear as an ocean was a mysterious unfathomable void.
One thing was for sure, it promised pain.