
The Sorrow of Wrong Marriage
by Ji Qiu
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In that encounter ten years ago, she blocked an arrow for him. Not only was her shoulder injured, but her forehead was also disfigured when she dodged. Two people who had nothing to do with each other became intertwined because of a deliberate assassination. When she left ten years ago, she innocently held the scar on her forehead and asked: "What is Brother Heng's favorite flower?" He replied: "Peach blossom", "Why", "Because of the warmth", "Will you always like it?" "Yes" So she remembered it in her heart, left the handkerchief she embroidered, and promised to come back to him, and he promised that he would wait for her to come back no matter how long it takes. Ten years later, she came back with hope and happiness, and came to the brother Heng who was thinking about her. With a marriage contract she asked for, she would become his most beautiful bride. However, in the ten-year gap, what she missed was not only the promise she made when she was young, but also the opportunities he encountered during the ten years of his life. He mistook the other woman for her, and what he gave "her" was love, affection, and infinite tolerance. Whether it was the encounter ten years ago or the encounter ten years later, it was like a boring joke played by fate on her, and she was just looking forward to it stupidly. The promise she made when she was young became her lifelong obsession, but the happiness she pursued turned out to be a sword that destroyed lovers, wounding three people. There were flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, and she sat there all night, not giving up waiting even though she was tired. She thought he was on official business, even though he hadn't sent anyone over to explain. It wasn't until dawn that she realized that it wasn't that he was busy, but that he already had a crush on her. She was the third party between them, and he just didn't want to enter her room. Fragment one "Crack." "Bitch, you actually gave Yue'er lotus seed cake to eat. Don't you know that she is allergic to lotus seeds and cannot eat lotus seeds?" "Husband..." "Don't call me husband, it sounds disgusting to me." "Lotus seed cake? Allergy? Bitch? Disgusting?" What could be more ironic than now, when she would also have a day that made people feel sick because she was married to him? Because she stands between them? Therefore, everything she did was wrong, had a purpose, and was sinful. Fragment 2 "I didn't, I didn't, brother Heng, no, not me, I..." Yu Lanyue tightly grasped Cang Zeheng's sleeves with both hands, explaining in a panic with tears, looking at the woman who fell to the ground with a pale face, a look of confusion on her face. Cang Zeheng could only see the painful Mingyue in front of him, and could not hear the explanation. Seeing Yu Lanyue grabbing his sleeve, he waved his hand angrily, hugged Mingyue and left in a hurry. The unprepared force instantly swung away the unprepared person. Blood began to spread from his forehead, mixed with tears and fell down. The pain is not from the injured forehead, but from the heart. Yu Lanyue just stared blankly at the blurred back, without hesitation or pity, leaving only a back figure so ruthlessly. The warm peach blossom was broken, taking her heart with it. Was she wrong? She simply thought of her brother Heng and came to him as promised. It turned out she was wrong. She thought that Brother Heng, who always had sadness lingering in his eyebrows, would keep his promise as firmly as she did. It turned out that she was the only one who blindly believed in it. At that time, she was seven years old and didn't understand what love was, but she also knew that she wanted to pity someone. She felt distressed for that ten-year-old boy with sad eyes. She wanted to heal her brother's sadness just like her father doted on her mother, that's all. Fragment three "No, it won't happen. You, you lied..." Cang Zeheng's eyes were about to burst. How could it be like this? He didn't believe it. "Why not? Even if you don't believe Miss, how do you explain those things? Even if there are many coincidences in this world, are there coincidences one after another? My lord, do you dare to say that you have never doubted it?" At this time, Jia'er no longer had the fear between master and servant. In her heart, she only had her poor young lady. She felt unfair for her. Why should the young lady be treated like this? When the young lady silently paid so much. "Hmph, don't think that I will believe you when you say this. You just want to save Yu Lanyue. Tell you, it's delusional." "But you have no evidence to convict the young lady, but I have evidence to prove that the young lady is innocent." Jia'er said and took out a stack of papers. Fortunately, she did not destroy them according to the young lady's instructions. These letters and accounts are enough to prove that the young lady is innocent. "Come here, the same culprit as Jia'er is, actually used false evidence to frame Princess Liu. I dragged her down and beat her up for thirty times. For the sake of her loyalty to the Lord, she was sent back to Gushan and kept under strict supervision." "No, my lord, how could you do this? You will regret it, you will regret it." Yes, he will regret it.
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Official(16)Scraped 1mo ago
Scumbag, there is no chance to redeem his sins, poor heroine,
After reading your comments, I don't want to fall into the trap.
After reading the review, I don't even want to read it.
Bad ending
What fucking garbage,
This ending? Is it too sudden?
It made me cry to death, but it looks good, come on!
Why is Mao such a sad ending? .
How can this be?
The power of love moved me
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Official(16)Scraped 1mo ago
Scumbag, there is no chance to redeem his sins, poor heroine,
After reading your comments, I don't want to fall into the trap.
After reading the review, I don't even want to read it.
Bad ending
What fucking garbage,
This ending? Is it too sudden?
It made me cry to death, but it looks good, come on!
Why is Mao such a sad ending? .
How can this be?
The power of love moved me









