Starting with confiscation and exile? Lin Banxia, the boss of the field medic, sneered, emptied out the century-old warehouse of Zha Daddy's house, and hit the road with tens of billions of supplies!
Exiled to a desperate situation, the sinful girl who has not left the court must be married on the spot. Facing the wailing prisoners on the ground, she pointed at Chu Yuan, the former god of war with no legs and full of violence in the prison car: "I choose him."
Others thought she was looking for death, but she took a fancy to this most ferocious "house-holding mythical beast."
On the way to exile, when others were gnawing on tree bark and feeling faint from hunger, she hid behind the tree and fed him dried meat; when others were shivering from the cold, she used space supplies to nurture him along the way.
The temple was ruined late at night, and the cold wind howled. Her slightly cold fingertips traced across his scarred but hot chest, and she inserted the soft silver needle into the acupuncture points inch by inch.
"Don't move, endure the pain." She leaned close to his ear, her warm breath brushing his tense jaw.
The God of War, who had always been cold and stoic, had an undercurrent in his eyes. He grabbed her wrist and said in a hoarse voice: "Are you treating the injury, or are you trying to kill me?"
Later, the desperate end of exile turned into a honeymoon trip for two powerful men to torture the scumbag.
When Chu Yuan stood in the clouds again and 30,000 cavalry trampled the mountains and rivers, he held the world in front of her, pressed her against the corner of the tent, his eyes were as hot as a wolf: "The leg is cured, when will the princess plan to cure this king's heart disease?"
Keep at it and see what happens.