The Legitimate Daughter from the Country Returns to the Capital with Hatred, and the Powerful Are Rushing to Marry Her.

[Not a time travel, not a cool article] [Slow pace] [Everyday stories] [Emotional double cleansing] Qiao Li, the daughter of Qiao Dongshan, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, died of illness when her biological mother Chu was five years old. Two months later, Qiao Dongshan married his step-brother, and a pair of children came with him. Qiao Li was accused of stealing gold bars from his stepmother and was punished to go to Zhuangzi in northern Xinjiang to fend for himself. Ten years later, due to the marriage granted by the Holy Emperor, he was taken back to the capital by Qiao Mansion. Ten years of miserable life made her return to Beijing full of hatred, bent on avenging her mother and destroying the Qiao Mansion. Until I went to pay homage to my ancestors and visited the grave, and accidentally discovered that the grave of my biological mother Chu was empty. Life or death was unknown, and Qiao Li began to doubt whether Mrs. Chu had really died of illness. When he was in northern Xinjiang, Qiao Li became a disciple of the divine doctor and was proficient in medical skills and incense-making techniques. Not only did he cure the hidden illness of his marriage partner, King Huo Yan of Jingjiang, but he also cooperated with him to open the largest medicine and incense shop in the capital - Thirteenth Shop. In Qiao's house, after experiencing numerous human incidents, Qiao Li's initial resentment gradually calmed down and dissipated. Established a relationship with Qiao Dongshan and his half-sister Qiao Zhi. At the same time, Qiao Li grasped many clues about the Chu family. When the "dead" Chu family appeared alive in front of her eyes, Qiao Li finally accepted that her life experience was not simple. She didn't expect that her biological mother was someone else. Qiao Li looked at the man behind the Chu family, the Holy Lord's younger brother - the Eighth Prince. Her eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the silver needle flew out of her hand. She said: "If you hadn't exhausted all your agencies, how could I have endured those ten years of misery in northern Xinjiang?" It turns out that from beginning to end, I have been a pawn in the hands of others. However, how does the opponent know that there will be no time for the chess piece to make a comeback?