After Being a Slave for Ten Years, I Found Out She Was a Loyal Martyr After Being Abandoned.

In her previous life, Fuliu was the maidservant of the eldest prince's concubine. She came from a humble background and could be bullied by anyone. But Xiao Chengjing was different. He leaned down for her, personally taught her how to read and write, and taught her etiquette. A man is like the moon in the sky, but she is just mud on the ground. Fu Liu never dared to think about people who did not belong to him. But he pressed on her step by step. He said that she was different and should not be trapped in the house. She should ride horses and climb mountains with him. The man's words were true to his word, and Fu Liu believed him, willingly becoming a blood bank for the eldest princess. When Xueku died tragically, she cast a hopeful look at the man, but the man who said he wanted to hold hands with her and grow old together was holding someone else's waist and looking at him with concern. "Yun'er, are you okay?" His eyes were cold and he never gave Fu Liu a look. The so-called deep love is like a dream of hers. Opening his eyes again, Fuliu returned to the scene of blood cutting. The man asked her with a smile: "Fu Liu, do you have any wishes? I am willing to fulfill them for you." Fuliu prostrated on the ground and said in a firm voice, "I want to leave the First Prince's Mansion." # When Fuliu met Xiao Chengjing, it was at her wedding. Ten miles of red makeup, phoenix crown and Xiapei. Fuliu sat in a sedan chair, covered in fine clothes. The formerly aloof eldest prince fell to his knees in the street in public. His eyes were scarlet: "Zhaozhao... I was wrong... Please, look at me again..." The young marquis reined his horse in front of the sedan chair, hunted in his black robe, and spoke with heart-piercing words: "When you cut out her flesh and blood and killed her, did you ever think about today? You don't deserve to see my wife, let alone ask for it!"