Copywriting:
Lan Shi made a deal with Fu Hengzhi, who was living in the countryside, seriously injured and on the verge of death.
She took him home and took care of him. She only wanted half a gold cake from him to bury her dead husband.
Lan Shi didn't expect that the person she saved would have such a noble and unparalleled status.
On the day Fu Hengzhi recovered his health, officers and soldiers from the brigade surrounded the place.
He raised his chin, rolled up his riding crop and pointed at her haughtily:
"Although this peasant girl is of poor quality and is a new widow, she has the grace to save my life. She can be taken back as a concubine."
Lan Shi just wanted to keep her husband's integrity and didn't want to do this, but he robbed her by force and took her back to Beijing.
During countless nights of entanglement, she gritted her teeth in hatred, but he kissed her neck over and over again, whispering to her:
"It's okay to hate me. That person is dead. You can only be mine after all."
She was trapped by him and could not escape several times, but she finally refused to be the bird in the golden cage. Finally, a dagger was sent into his heart.
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She hated him to the core. Fu Hengzhi had always known it, but it was just that he couldn't look back, let alone let go.
He thought that one knife was enough to end the half-life feud between him and her, but he never thought that he would be reborn on the day she picked him up.
Fu Hengzhi thought that this time, he must treat her more gently.
He lay quietly in the humid mountain forest in late summer, letting the blood gush out and the rain take away the warmth from his body.
But until he completely lost consciousness, that familiar figure still did not appear.
With his last bit of strength, he climbed down the mountain like a dead dog and came to her wooden house.
In the warm yellow candlelight, she sat sideways in front of the window, her face calm and peaceful.
And another man with a handsome figure was hugging her and kissing the top of her hair softly.
It was her late husband who was deeply in love with her in her previous life.
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Twins, there is a time difference
Go bloody and let yourself go, except that there are no dirty men, there is nothing that can be guaranteed
Copywriting: 25/8/27
Purpose: Love must be honest
