Chu Qingcheng, the first empress of the Great Wilderness, was seriously injured and lost her memory in a plot. She thought she was going to die.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a vulgar butcher with a scar on his face.
She thought this was another mortal ant who coveted her beauty and was about to kill her coldly, so a bloody butcher knife slammed on the chopping board.
"Are you awake? Just settle the account when you wake up. Fifty thousand taels of top-quality gold sore medicine, plus the depreciation of the bed, I'll give you one million taels of silver!"
Chu Qingcheng was stunned: "How outrageous! I am the Empress of the Wilderness!"
Lu Changyuan sneered and threw away a rag: "It doesn't matter whether you are an empress or a banshee. If you don't have money to pay off the debt, go to the backyard to chop wood and feed the pigs!"
In order to survive, the cold empress was forced to wear coarse linen clothes and work as a coolie in a butcher shop. She ran away seven times, but was saved by this vulgar butcher every time at the critical moment of life and death.
Until one day when the army pressed on the territory, the empress closed her eyes in despair. The stingy butcher who scolded her every day for being slow at work, cut through the haze with one knife, trampled all the gods and Buddhas in the sky under his feet, and revealed the power of the true dragon of the desolate prince!
"Who dares to touch my people except me?"
