In his previous life, Jiang Youning was the most miserable joke in the capital.
Her father was hypocritical and sent her to perverted powerful officials for torture in order to gain an official career; her mother was cold-blooded and regarded her as a thorn in her side just to maintain her favor.
In the end, she died tragically in the snowy ruined temple, while her parents were toasting to celebrate getting rid of the "oil bottle".
After returning from rebirth, Jiang Youning tore up the script and climbed into bed overnight.
In front of her aunt's coffin, she was covered in scars. She grabbed the corner of the violent emperor's clothes and cried so hard:
"Uncle, Ning'er hurts..."
From then on, that decisive, abstinent man personally held up the umbrella for her.
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The scumbag father regretted it and knelt down outside the palace gate to beg for permission: "Ning'er, come home with my father. You will always be the legitimate daughter of the Jiang family."
The eldest princess's biological mother cried bitterly: "Ning'er, as long as you are willing to help the queen fight for favor, the fiefdom will be yours."
Jiang Youning sat on the side of the dragon chair, swaying her white calves and laughing so hard that it brought disaster to the country and the people.
Before she could speak, the black figure behind her was approaching step by step.
"Can you imagine the little girl I raised? Get out of here."
