
Doting on a First-class Mad Concubine
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As the only daughter of a general, she was supposed to be a noble woman, but instead she was labeled as a murderer and the one who killed her parents. She lived under the roof of her uncle since she was a child, and suffered bullying. She was miserable as a result of being bullied. My aunt is mean and always looking for trouble. My sister-in-law is unruly and tit-for-tat. My sister-in-law is hypocritical and scheming at every turn. There is also a biological uncle who colludes with the queen and empress, cooperating internally and externally, and trying to kill himself at every turn. Once he "stumbled" and fell into the water, when he woke up again, the cowardly little pitiful man had eyes full of coldness, a smile on his lips, and turned the world upside down! Turning clouds and rain, referring to deer as horses, fighting with people on their backs and wailing, is this... Really that fool? ? ? She curled her lips and smiled softly, "Okay, great!" These people are really tired of living. She, Ye Wanxin, swears that in her lifetime, she will definitely make the life of those who ruined her reputation worse than death! Let the person who attempts to seek wealth and murder be ruined! At a dinner party, she stunned everyone with her beauty, attracting the salivation of her fiancé, the prince; during a fire, she weaved a disguise to hide a shocking face that brought disaster to the country; during a conspiracy, she calculated all the tricks, but gave her to him! Rumor has it that that man, who was relegated to immortality, was elegant, had a noble status, and enjoyed unlimited honors in the world, but he was half a cripple sitting in a wheelchair. He could only look at it, but not use it! When she heard the rumors, she just lowered her eyes and smiled, it was just a transaction, why take it seriously! Some people say that he is extremely ruthless, yet extremely gentle, enigmatic, sinister and vicious. His blood is cold, as cold as ice that has lasted for thousands of years. There is no trace of warmth and no one can melt him. However, when he kissed half of her cheek with the fake scar, showing a look of distress and unconcern, her heart skipped a beat, and her head suddenly woke up. It turned out that the rumors were just rumors! The contest between the strong and the strong, the dialogue between true love and conspiracy. If he never leaves the two of them for the rest of his life, she will hold his hand and share the good times and humiliations. If you meet a Buddha, kill the Buddha; if you meet a ghost, kill the ghost!
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