He Qingqing, who had been unemployed for three months, finally came to Daqian, which did not exist in history, because of hypoglycemia.
Before she could worry about what a computer major could do in ancient times, she was forced to flee.
Fortunately, her family didn't have much. There were four butchers, and including her, a little loser, there were five who could kill.
She also got a fiancé from an ancient handsome man for nothing, but unfortunately, this fiancé has a little low self-esteem.
But it's okay, then change him to feel inferior to her alone.
He Qingqing rubbed her palm and stretched out her magic palm towards her little scholar.
Unexpectedly, by chance, after being separated for a period of time, the little scholar who was shy in front of her suddenly became the prince of the Qian Dynasty.
There are still people who want to force her little scholar to marry another person? ! ! !
He Qingqing was very calm: It's okay, it belongs to me, he will arrange everything and run towards me.
Qin Ji: ... We must rise up and resist! ! ! Otherwise, my wife will not want me anymore.
