The first couple in the previous life, the sensual dog-horse princess and the lonely wild ghost died first and fell in love
The broken mirror of this life is reunited, and the quirky little honey jar heals the beauty, strength, and bitterness of the bitter gourd
(Copywriting 1)
I, Su Ying, Princess Huarong, have three birthday wishes when I turn fifteen:
Continue to lie down in the new year;
Adult life is exciting;
He and his childhood sweetheart Xiao Zheng, the king of Yongning, will form a happy family as soon as possible.
The wish was granted early. Something was wrong with Xiao Zheng, who I personally rescued from the enemy's military camp.
Everyone cried when I came back.
Some of the things he said were ridiculous.
Are you disguised as an enemy spy? Let me reveal your true face!
Hiss, that's a real face. I said looking at the bloodshot threads between my nails.
He slapped my head in front of my scratched face, and told me to read less of the storybook, saying that there was no such thing as the art of disguise.
Okay, even if you are Xiao Zheng.
He's just three-thirds old-fashioned, seven-cents bitter and resentful, and ten-tenths - he likes me very much.
He kept looking at me with a crazy face all day long, which made me feel embarrassed.
If you like it, come to my house to propose marriage. Don't be awkward.
He suddenly asked me: Do you think that monk is handsome? Is that actor good?
I have been fond of handsome men since I was a child. My eyes are full of stars and I nod my head like garlic: handsome, handsome, all good.
He said: If you like it, I can keep it for you to make noodles.
I:? I'm a little scared by your generosity.
But I guessed that he was being fake and generous.
The monks recited sutras to me and the actors taught me how to sing. He hid in the dark and watched secretly.
Even from such a distance, I could hear the clicking sound of his back molar teeth.
One day, he drank too much and told me with red eyes that he was reborn.
At this time in his previous life, his father died, his mother died, and his third brother took the throne from him.
I was shocked: Oh, it's so tragic. What about us?
He was silent for a long time before saying: We are married and live happily.
Oh, that's to be expected.
I said with confidence: Then we will be as happy as we were in our last life!
He shivered, wondering if it was because he was cold. It was very windy today.
He was silent for a long time, so long that I almost fell asleep, then I felt him hold my hand, hold it tightly, and whisper in my ear: No, we are happier than in the previous life.
(Copywriting 2)
He, the reborn prince, is trying his best to track down a mysterious organization that has brought disaster to the country.
I, the future princess, am gradually taking over the core business of the organization under my father.
He feels guilty every night: "Brother didn't protect you well."
I study every day: "How to help my future husband eliminate adultery and eliminate evil?"
His vest: Rebirth of resentment.
My vest: a management trainee from a mysterious organization.
Can we still get married? Waiting online, urgent.
Purpose: Break past filters and prejudices and get to know you again.
