[Pure ancient proverb + taking by force, sour, sweet and spicy] (Shuangjie)
Xiao Ye threw Lin Qingwan into the side hall, "If your heart doesn't belong to me, then break your wings and stay here forever."
The side hall was damp and her body was injured. She was as calm as water, lowering her head to read medical books and researching prescriptions for him.
He continues to go crazy.
Until she said, "Xiao Ye, if you don't want to be better, I can't save you."
But not long ago, Xiao Ye took Lin Qingwan away from the door of the General's Mansion, grabbed her waist, and swiped her eyelashes with his fingertips, "You can think for yourself whether you should repay my kindness or not."
I was itching in my heart and lusting after her body, but then I said, "Lin Qingwan, are you stupid? I don't know that I treat you differently from others."
She said coldly, "Folk women don't know, and they don't want to know."
"Hey, do you want to piss me off to death?"
Later, at the palace banquet, he stood in front of her and threatened to kill anyone who dared to touch her.
But he doesn't understand that controlling is not loving, and holding on is not possessing.
She decided to go her own way, and when she left completely, he realized that he had lost her.
He traveled thousands of miles south, and when they met again, the handsome man in red stood beside her.
He was so jealous that he went crazy with the man in red.
Three years later, when the border was desolate, Xiao Ye knelt down in front of Lin Qingwan with red eyes and said cautiously, "You sleep in the same room with that pheasant every day, combing its feathers and feeding it rice, but it is alive and kicking and can find food on its own. I am the one who is seriously injured. Can you give me a little bit of your kindness to it?"
She turned around and ran away. He vomited blood, pounded the dead wood stick, and started the long road to chase his wife.
