The Prime Minister Took Off the Wedding Dress Given by His Ex-Husband with His Own Hands

On the night of Shen Qingci's rebirth, the dragon and phoenix candles were burning hot. Outside the window, a corner of a sedan chair was lifted by the wind. Its face looked like a god, with a little cinnabar between its brows. From the moment she signed and left the book, she held her destiny firmly in her own hands. He moved out of the Shen family and moved into the Prime Minister's Mansion, but was noticed by the powerful Chief Minister. Shen Qingci thought Lu Jing was just showing mercy. Little did they know that this man, who held the world in his hands and had a cold face, had fallen in love with her at first sight sixteen years ago. From an abandoned wife in a deep house to a person who is held in the heart of the current chief minister.