There is a girl in the palace of a minister, her body is bruised and bruised, she is cowardly and does not love herself, she has a bad reputation for behaving with others privately, and she is planning to marry King Zhen Chongxi.
Rush! Go to hell!
After an explosion, Ye Fu became a genius in making poisons and pharmaceuticals. Looking at her disabled husband, she smiled and said, "My lord, I have nothing to do with your treatment. When will you divorce me?"
The man's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, "... Don't even think about it! In this life, you will be my king's man when you are born, and my ghost when you die!"
