The emperor father he picked up for free was the man who made love overnight. Jiang Yi was glad that he woke up early and ran early that day, so that the man did not remember his face.
Jiang Yi, the concubine of the Shangshu Mansion, was left to fend for himself in a separate courtyard for as long as he could remember. He curled up on the bed behind a leaky wooden door and almost suffered a heart attack and died silently several times.
They despised Jiang Yi as a monster who would bring disaster.
But if it were thousands of years later, everyone would know that he was actually an omega.
Jiang Yi just said, how could a father not love his child? It turns out that the man sitting on the stage is his real father.
Jiang Yi raised his eyes, looked at the pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling through Jiu Mian, and shuddered subconsciously.
Ji Chengyun appears to be sitting idle on the dragon chair, but in fact he is a king of troubled times who was killed in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. He rules the world with harsh punishments and laws, and kills people without batting an eyelid while talking and laughing.
He stared at the little dumpling in the palace, who was dressed in fox fur and was as white as a beauty. How could he not know that he had a prince living among the people?
The heads of the previous liars were still hung on the city walls, and here comes another one.
But when she saw Jiang Yi's big, clear, watery eyes, her shy smile and her two dimples on her cheeks, she looked like a little fairy.
Ji Chengyun suddenly changed his mind.
He wanted to see how long this little liar would keep pretending.
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Having slept with his father is Jiang Yi's secret, and he will protect it for the rest of his life.
He is too greedy for the feeling of being loved
But the secret was still discovered, and the man threatened to tell Ji Chengyun.
Jiang Yi thought about it for a few nights. He was really afraid, so he escaped due to a heart attack.
That night in the plum garden, the wind was blowing and the snow was blowing. Jiang Yi was lying in Ji Chengyun's arms, looking straight at him with tearful eyes, blood dripping from the corners of his lips and down his neck until he made no sound anymore.
Ji Chengyun sat with Jiang Yi in his arms all night. The heavy snow took away his lover and made him gray-headed. There would never be such a cold night again.
After hearing about the red makeup in the capital, a memorial tablet was welcomed into the palace gate.
I heard that Ji Chengyun had always hated ghosts and gods, but he bowed his head along the stone steps to the top of the mountain, just asking to see Jiang Yi again.
In the teahouse, Jiang Yi was about to leave after hearing what he heard.
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Small theater 1:
Jiang Yi hugged Ji Chengyun, raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes sparkling: Father~
Ji Chengyun had a bad face: Who is your father?
Small theater 2:
The miner worked hard: Don't you like your father? Why don't you scream?
Xiao Jiang raised her foot and kicked him.
As a result, his feet were caught. Ji Chengyun lowered his head and kissed her, giving her a wink.
[Smiling Tiger·Serious on the surface but actually a coquettish guy·Shuai Gong·Ji Chengyun×Smart but not much·Small temper but not much·Soft and sweet·Jiang Yi]
Highlight:
1. Gong and Shou are not related by blood, Shou is a fake prince
2. Attack the clean, attack the clean, attack the clean! Shuangjie+he
3. Eight years old
4. The copy may be revised, but the core message remains unchanged.
Purpose: Don't make decisions casually
