Li Xia, a real daughter who grew up in the countryside, was forced to marry Lu Chenyuan, the eldest son of the Lu family who was disabled in both legs and was not going to die soon. On their wedding night, Lu Chenyuan, who was rumored to be violent and bloodthirsty, had a poison-condensed hidden weapon between his fingertips. He was about to test it when he saw a delicate girl wearing a wide pure white nightdress coming forward, hugging his neck, and patting a yellow talisman on his wheelchair.
"Husband, don't be afraid, this is not a disease, it's evil energy! As long as you stick to me and be infected with the pure Yang energy, I will keep you alive for a long time!"
Feeling the astonishing fullness, softness and fragrance in his arms, Lu Chenyuan silently withdrew his hidden weapon, and took advantage of the situation to wrap his arms around her slender waist. His voice was low and hoarse: "Okay, madam, hold me tight, I'm afraid of the cold."
Later, the powerful people in the Beijing circle spent a lot of money to ask Master Li for fortune telling, but they bumped into the rumored crippled Master Lu. Not only did he stand up, he cornered Li Xia in the corner and pinched her waist and kissed her wildly: "Honey, the evil spirit has become stronger today and needs in-depth treatment..."
