Jian Xi studied in Jiaofangsi for a long time and escaped before officially going into battle.
She was the legitimate daughter of a dignified scholar in the Ministry of Etiquette, and had a body of a millionaire. Even if she was in ruins, she would never be treated like this.
The big men holding the dick grinned and pressed forward step by step. She closed her eyes and plunged into the cold and biting river water.
When she opened her eyes again, she went back to a year ago.
This time, she wants to change everything!
The rank of Grand Master was high enough, but it was a pity that he was an old man. Jian Xi shook his head and continued to choose high branches to climb.
The Prime Minister is younger, only in his forties, but he is old enough to be Jian Xi's father...
Privy Councilor, he seems a bit unmanageable...
Archbishop of Shoubunkan, he doesn't seem to be...
The Vice Minister of Zhongshu seems to be as good as Long Yang...
…….
Jian Xi decided to take down the young and promising Taifu, Wenxiao, the flower of this dynasty.
It is said that a virtuous girl is afraid of being entangled by a man, and if you use it in reverse, it will probably have the same effect. Jian Xi applied everything he learned from Jiaofang Si to Wen Xiao, and tried his best, but he remained unmoved, and his dislike of Jian Xi increased visibly.
The flowers of the high mountains are indeed difficult to deal with.
Jian Xi decided to change her goal, such as the crown prince. If she gave it a try, she would be the future crown princess and the future mother of the world.
But she found that the cold face of Taifu, whom she hadn't seen for many days, seemed to be getting worse and worse, and his temper was getting worse and worse...
[Written on January 30, 2026]
Purpose: Don't be too dogmatic as a human being
