Lin Zhaojun, who graduated with a doctorate in traditional Chinese medicine, broke his guard and made a wish, and when he woke up, his wish came true——
End the life of a single mother and enter the marriage hall.
It's a pity that I am cannon fodder and a princess, and my husband is the Khan of the grassland.
On the wedding night, I was almost thrown into the cold palace by He Chenji...
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The system said it would kill her if she didn't build a grassland.
Okay, let's continue working somewhere else.
King Khan: Be your vase.
Great Wizard of the Grassland: Crooked ways, cholera in people's hearts, should be punished!
Lin Zhaojun: I am a great doctor, am I afraid of you?
Looking at the grassland entering a "moderately prosperous society", He Chenji bowed down and asked for advice: Madam, what is express delivery and what is a needle knife?
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He Chenji, the God of War in Beidi, could only think about his tribe.
Anyone who might threaten Beidi must die.
But she came back from the dead and helped him build the grassland, like a goddess.
Madam, please pay homage to me.
Purpose: National blending and cultural inheritance