Shen Zhizhi entered the palace with a system that could hear other people's inner curses.
At the concubine ceremony, the imperial concubine held a tea cup and smiled gently, but in her heart she was thinking about how to make her break her leg on the steps.
Shen Zhizhi didn't talk nonsense. When she was receiving the tea, she tilted her hand and the hot tea poured all over the back of the imperial concubine's hand, causing the concubine's face to turn pale in pain.
Everyone said that she used her immunity from death medal to dominate and had a bad temper like a piece of flint.
But no one knew that she was so annoyed by the dirty thoughts of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty that she couldn't even eat, and she was thinking about how to overturn the dragon throne every day.
Until one day, the tyrant, who was usually as cold as ice, suddenly stopped writing.
He forced her into the corner, his fingertips clenched until they turned white, and he held on to the hem of her clothes. His voice was so low that he became hoarse: "A Zhi, I give you the country. Don't always think about leaving. Can you please help me?"
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He didn't tell me that he was unclean [what] What's so interesting about the male protagonist being unclean [sad]
He didn't tell me that he was unclean [what] What's so interesting about the male protagonist being unclean [sad]