In my previous life, as I poured arsenic down my husband Wu Dalang’s throat with my own hands, I knew Wu Song’s blade would one day split open my chest.
But when Meng Po’s soup spilled across the road to the Underworld, I opened my eyes to find myself back on the day the bamboo curtain struck Xi Menqing.
This time, I gripped the curtain pole so tightly my knuckles turned white.
Hoofbeats shattered the morning mist beyond the curtain. The moment he looked up with a smile, I heard the sound of fate crumbling deep within my soul.
It's good to watch. It was a bit obscure at first, but then it became a little bit more understandable. The more I read, the more I liked it~😳😳 I was targeted by Wenjiu Zhan!!! Do it on purpose! Bullying me for being old, weak, sick and young, right? It ends as soon as it starts, it's so good, I almost fell in love with it and then I stopped falling in love with it! Isn't it nice to see me fall into the quagmire and look miserable? I seriously suspect that I have been tricked! I'm a clown 🙂🙂🙂🙂
The content is very rich and strange, and cannot be easily understood.
Quite novel, not bad
Really pretty