Shen Nansang died, and died under the torture of Prince Crazy Criticism and Puxin.
Once reborn, Shen Nansang was burdened with a blood feud and had all his golden fingers. Even the scumbags who passed by him had to kneel down. She wants to marry the down-and-out lone star saint who is abandoned by everyone, but can't she avoid the crazy criticism of the prince? Then kill him. Emperor Taihua is acting like a monster again? He is already old, so just kill him.
Hey wait! What's wrong with this Holy Son! No, it's impossible, he is just a chess piece, and she will not be tempted by the chess piece!
One afternoon, Shen Nansang hugged the man's strong waist and pressed his head: "Xianzhi, you smell so good! Your waist is so soft! Your eyes are red, you are so beautiful."
Lu Que's face turned red with embarrassment: "Shen Nansang! Don't touch my waist!"
Shen Nansang: "Oh, we are an old couple now, don't be shy... Hey? What is this? Token? What token? Wait? Could it be that you are just..."
Lu Que: "I told you not to touch my waist!"
Shen Nansang: Tsk, it's another day when I find my husband's waistcoat. What should I do? I have a headache with too many identities.
It's very interesting. I like reading this book.
It's so beautiful, why so little popularity?