Pan Yunxi lived for sixteen years. In front of him, he was the sick and helpless concubine abandoned by Zhuangzi, and later he was the master of the Shadow Pavilion who was in charge of the world's dark web and held the lifeblood of hundreds of officials.
A marriage was granted to her, and her aunt refused to marry the weak, sinister, and powerless king who was rumored to be "inhumane". Her aunt used her biological mother's belongings to force her into a substitute marriage.
Pan Yunxi sneered: Marry!
The prince is weak, weak, and powerless, so he can hide her in his waistcoat and hide her secrets. He is simply the chosen husband.
But after marrying into the palace, she discovered——
This sickly prince can knock off a roof in the middle of the night, strike with ruthless force, and have unfathomable martial arts skills?
In front of others, you indulge in pleasure and empty your body, but behind the scenes, you secretly plan to kill people and have great power?
Pei Wanzhi looked at his fragile princess, and the more he looked at her, the more something seemed wrong:
So weak? Able to kick away top killers.
Living in seclusion? Every day he sneaked away to Jinzhulou, the first gambling house in Beijing, to work as the boss behind the scenes.
Two-way vest, pretending to each other, testing every night, and teasing each other step by step.
Until one day, the two finally broke up and took off each other's waistcoats on the spot——
Pan Yunxi: "So you are not sick?"
Pei Wanzhi curled his lips and smiled sickly, grabbing her waist: "Isn't the princess a weak woman?"
Since then, the two powers have joined forces to torture the scumbag Queen Mother, sweep the court, and subvert the world.
Everyone advised the prince to ascend the throne and seize the throne, but he hugged the Shadow Pavilion Empress and chuckled:
The country is not as good as my wife's, and I will only keep one person in this life.
