The day my sister-in-law stole my fiancé, I smiled and moved into the haunted house.
The whole capital laughed at me as I was crazy, waiting to see me torn apart by evil spirits.
Until I dug a spiritual spring in the house and planted fruits that helped the Queen regain her beauty.
My fiancé, who once abandoned me like a pair of worn-out shoes, knelt in front of the door: "Xue'er, you should be the princess!"
I poured out the dishwashing water and said, "I find the man who has been used by my concubine dirty."
The next day, the most noble God of War in the capital, the Prince, kicked open the door of my house: "I am asking for a betrothal gift of ninety-nine and eighty-one loads to marry a carrot covered in mud."
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The wind in early spring still carries a chill, which cannot dissipate the heat from the crowd of people watching the excitement in front of the gate of Zhenbei Hou Mansion.
Su Luoxue stood at the foot of the steps, looking up at the pair of lovers embracing each other.
Her fiancé, the current prince Xiao Jingheng, was carefully putting a brocade cloak on her half-sister Su Qingwan. His movements were gentle and his eyes were so caring that she had never seen before.
"Sister," Su Qingwan snuggled into Xiao Jingheng's arms, her voice was so soft that it could drip, but there was poisonous pride hidden in her eyes, "His Royal Highness and I truly love each other, please... Help us."
Xiao Jingheng frowned and looked at Su Luoxue, with his usual impatience and a hint of mercy in his voice: "Luoxue, the matter has come to this, there is no use in getting entangled. I will tell my father to preserve the honor of your legitimate daughter. Don't embarrass Wan'er again."
Honor? Embarrassing?
