[On the day of separation, he slapped me; in the golden palace, he knelt down and begged me to remarry]
Crazy criticism of ex-husband | Secret love of powerful officials | Robbery
When he was seven years old, Shen Ziqing saved the dying Song Wenyan, and he has been with him for thousands of years since then;
At the age of seventeen, she brought the strength of the Shen family to help him rise higher and higher.
At the age of twenty-one, Song Wenyan pinched her chin and slapped her so hard that blood bleeded from the corner of her mouth: "Shen Ziqing! It's only right that you leave the main hospital. Xinrou is my savior! Are you worthy of occupying the magpie's nest?"
The slap was crisp, and she swallowed a mouthful of fishy sweetness, and suddenly laughed softly: "Song Wenyan, let's make peace."
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At that first glance, Pei Zhao placed his whole heart on her.
When she got married, he would watch quietly and never disturb her.
Until the piece of paper and the letter of departure were handed over - he finally couldn't bear it anymore!
Above the court, he faced tit-for-tat, forcing Song Wenyan to a desperate situation;
When discussing matters, he had a needle hidden in his cotton, making it difficult for him to move.
All the officials just thought they had different political opinions.
In the dead of night, he climbed over the wall and trapped her in the corner, his voice hoarse:
"Before, I was afraid of hindering your happiness and didn't dare to get close; now that you are free, I won't be polite."
He leaned forward and approached, his eyes blazing: "Either marry me, or I will imprison you for the rest of your life. It's your choice."
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One day in the Golden Palace, Song Wenyan could not afford to kneel down, and he burst into tears and begged to remarry.
While the ministers were whispering, Pei Zhao stepped forward, and his crimson official robe swept past her, blocking Song Wenyan's line of sight.
"Master Song, you broke the pearl in your palm with your own hands."
He turned around and stretched out his hand towards her, his eyes full of madness and tenderness that were determined to win:
"And I have the honor to bow down and be the one who holds her in the palm of my hand."
