After watching the live broadcast, my hands turned upside down, and when I opened my eyes again, I became a child bride waiting to be married in a poor valley - my stepmother forced me to marry a fifty-year-old butcher, and the groom's ex-wife had just jumped into a well.
Fortunately, it is bound to the food healing system: I can see through poisonous mushrooms at a glance, I reject moldy food on the spot, and after a bowl of hot soup, even the old wounds on the troubled prince no longer hurt.
He was an abstinent man for many years and cherished words like gold, but his ears turned red when I said "it's okay".
Later, the whole capital knew that the murderous King of Zhennan was only afraid that his wife would starve.
Me: Get the money first, then get him.
Chasing to see how time travels