Jiang He was blind in his last life.
She chose the gentle and considerate third prince Xiao Heng, thinking she had found a good match. After marriage, they fell in love and got pregnant twice, but they didn't know that every bowl of anti-fetal medicine was mixed with slow poison. She died in the delivery bed of a hemorrhagic collapse.
After death, her soul lingered, watching helplessly as her child was thrown to death by her best friend, her father was beheaded, and her maid was humiliated - and her good husband cried so hard at her grave that he turned around and embraced the new man in his arms.
Everyone in the court praised the third prince for his affection, but no one knew about his wolf-like nature.
Only Xiao Zhimo, the "dandy" sixth prince she had avoided in the past, forced the palace for her, killed her brother for her, gave away the throne for her, and finally killed himself with a sword in front of her grave.
"Niuniu, I would like to toast you with this belated glass of wine... If there is an afterlife, see if I am okay."
The moment blood spattered on the tombstone, Jiang He was so painful that his soul was shattered.
When she opened her eyes again, she was thirteen years old again. The cicadas were chirping noisily, and the morning dew was still fanning the wind around me.
In this life——
She doesn't want a wolf in sheep's clothing. She doesn't want a hypocritical best friend. She wanted to keep a low profile and pave a bright future for herself, her family, and the fool who died for her in her previous life.
It's just that she didn't expect that when she was old enough to have haircuts, she would walk towards Xiao Zhimo in front of the civil and military officials of the court -
The sixth prince, who had always been carefree, was actually stunned in front of everyone, his ears were red, and he couldn't even speak clearly.
Everyone in the house was shocked.
Only Jiang He knew what kind of hot heart he had hidden under his "mud" skin.
👍👍👍Very attractive