When Dachu and his bride's team arrived at Yanmen Pass, there was a snowstorm, and their car crashed and everyone died.
No one knew that this was Xiao Heng's plan to escape. Marriage, death, taking the blame? She quit.
While escaping on a snowy night, she fell under the knife of a pig-killing man who was full of fishy smell.
In order to deceive others, Xiao Heng pinched his nose and married Xie Da, a butcher who was vulgar and illiterate and had a blind eye for money. She washes her hands and makes soup, settles accounts and collects money for him; he does all the heavy work and protects her with a butcher's knife.
I thought it was a pair of desperate mandarin ducks surviving in the market, until the hawks and dogs from the court came after them——
The delicate Xiao Heng threw the poison-quenching hidden weapon with his backhand and sneered at others;
The vulgar Xie Dachang was bleeding with his sword, and he was furious, and the Xuantie Order from the Dark Guard Pavilion of Dachu fell out of his arms.
On the night of the horse's fall, the pig-butcher pushed her against the door: "My wife's poison almost hurt her husband."
Xiao Heng lifted his chin: "Thank you, Pavilion Master, for your pig-killing skills. You can kill people very neatly."
At that moment, they understood that each other was a variable in the opponent's game.
From the border market to the Jiuzhong temple, she used poisonous tactics to overturn the old case, and he used a long knife to drink blood and kill the treacherous officials.
The plot of power was exhausted, the injustice was redressed, and when the world was settled, the butcher's knife was hung high again.
In the prosperous Jiangnan, in front of a butcher shop.
The beautiful proprietress was fiddling with her abacus: "Xie Da, I'm losing money on this meat."
The broad-shouldered butcher smiled and hugged her waist: "It doesn't matter, I'll just give you my husband."
