Su Jinyuan, the best loser in the imperial capital, is not good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. He can wrestle on the ground when he goes out. He only eats and sleeps every day. He is the laughing stock of the entire upper class. Under an imperial decree, she was granted marriage to the powerful, cold-blooded and violent regent Xiao Jue. The ladies of the imperial capital lamented that their wealth had fallen onto a puddle of mud that could not reach the wall, while they waited to see the joke that Su Jin could not even survive her wedding night. On the wedding night, the red candles flickered. Xiao Jue lifted his hijab, revealing a handsome but bone-chilling face. His eyes were full of scrutiny and murderous intent: "Were you the one who peeped at me changing my dressing at the Imperial Ancestral Temple that night and attacked me with golden needles?" On the wedding bed, Su Jinyuan not only did not tremble in fear, but raised her watery eyes, stretched out her bare hands unhurriedly, and pulled open his brand new wedding clothes. The clothes were wide open, revealing a well-textured chest and a familiar hideous scar. Her fingertips lightly traced the scar, and in Xiao Jue's suddenly tightened pupils, her red lips parted slightly, and she smiled pure and evil: "Your Majesty, the sneak attack with the golden needle is fake, but saving your life is real. Why, do you want to repay a favor and settle a score with your savior?" "Or..." She leaned close to his ear, exhaling like blue, "Your Majesty, you want to use other ways to repay my life-saving grace?" Xiao Jue: "..." It seems that he has brought back a huge trouble. After marriage. The servant came to report: "Your Majesty, it's not good! The princess stewed the thousand-year-old snow ginseng that the Queen Mother rewarded!" Xiao Jue: ... That's all, she can eat it if she likes it. The secret guard came to report: "Your Majesty, it's not good! The princess is lost in the garden.
