The Vicious Villain Refuses to Come Clean

The article has been modified. The latest full version is only available in Jinjiang. I hope everyone will support the genuine version~ [The gentle and intelligent little sun's deceased wife × the black-bellied general with high demand for skin hunger and thirst] Widower literature/body difference/past and present life/marriage first, love later/two-way redemption/a little trickery Jiang Xu was an ordinary social worker, but he unexpectedly encountered a car accident. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had actually traveled through time and became an artifact from ancient times. The original person had leaked military secrets and was currently being held in prison, but he would be dealt with soon. And the person who arrested her turned out to be a famous traitor in history. He joined the army as a young man and was experienced in the battlefield for many years. However, history books say that he was cruel, collaborated with foreign enemies, killed the prince, and did many things that would make him infamy for thousands of years. How can it be better to fall into the hands of such a person? Jiang Xu was unwilling to give in and was bound to let them see the survival ability of modern social animals. Jiang Xu has developed a good tongue. He can talk nonsense to people and ghosts. People like Chu Bingwen who are neither human nor ghosts can only talk nonsense. In order to survive, Jiang Xu flirted with him in every possible way. Unexpectedly, this general who had always been dignified and self-possessed to the outside world actually fell into her trap. Thinking that she was helpless and helpless, she was allowed to stay in Chu Mansion. She thought he was lustful and wanted to include her in the room. Until Chu Bingwen subconsciously called her his deceased wife's name, let her live in his deceased wife's yard, and even pulled her to his deceased wife's grave. Jiang Xu suddenly realized that the reason why he was so kind to her was because he had a pair of eyebrows that were almost exactly the same as those of his late wife. Through these eyebrows, what he saw was another person. She knew that relying on men for protection would not last long, not to mention that she was just a substitute. Jiang Xu secretly plotted and got the money, just waiting to take advantage of Luan Tao. Thick clouds cover the sun and the wind blows. It's a good day to escape. Little did she know that the man behind her stared at her for a long time, his sharp eyebrows filled with coldness, and he said gloomily: "Where are you going?" "Miss Jiang, did you know that my late wife's surname is also Jiang?" * Chu Bingwen's wife died early. Noble people refer to marriage, young couples, love is stronger than gold. A female officer, a guard, an orphan girl and a hostage, no matter how you look at them, they are the best match. But he didn't expect that the two of them would fall into a power struggle. When his wife died tragically, he was also disheartened. He was about to die for love, but he was stopped by an imperial edict to go to war. People don't die, but they also suffer from heartache. For five years, I had nothing to worry about, I just wanted to let her go after the matter was over. But she didn't expect to meet someone with the same eyebrows and eyes as hers, and her gestures also looked very much like his wife who died young. But she didn't remember him, and actually secretly planned to leave him. He suppressed the anger in his heart and took advantage of the night to chase her back. The curtains are heavy and the spring breeze is lingering. "Have you... Ever gotten married?" He asked, his voice muted due to the lingering love, "During the time you lived, did you ever get married?" Jiang Xu was stunned for a moment. His feelings were still lingering and he didn't respond to his words. The man's broad arms blocked the scene in front of her, and she heard him say something else: "Have you ever been like this with other people? He treats you... How are you with me?" Two-sentence introduction: I am actually the traitorous Bai Yueguang who traveled through time. Five years after being a widower, my wife came back and lost her memory. She thought I was using her as a substitute. Ps: 1. Fake stand-in for real couple! ! ! The heroine is not a substitute! Not a substitute! Not a substitute! 2. Physical and mental cleansing 1V1 3. Not a big heroine, the protagonist has an average halo, sweet and cruel words 4. The male protagonist is extremely in love, and because of character issues, there will be kisses later on. . There are a lot of scenes, please be careful 5. Do not go into details when the article involves medical, historical, and geographical knowledge. It is mainly for entertainment. Everyone can enjoy it. (The names of ethnic groups in the article refer to history. They are essentially fictional and have no malicious intent. Please remember that all ethnic groups are one family) 6. The original title of the article is "The Minister under the Monument" 7. The extra chapter has been updated. The first one fills in a small hole, and the last two are just sweet cookies. Little ones, please subscribe as needed~ ——Pre-receipt of the article "The Hairpin Color", please collect it—— [Cold and tough female official × suspicious and sinister emperor] Hate the love of the sea/take by force/marriage first, love later/dead people's sincerity/wallpaper love Xue Caisheng entered the palace at a young age, and worked her way up from a low-level female official to the position of deputy envoy of the Shangyi Bureau. She held power and responsibilities, had little savings, was employed, and had a good relationship with her husband's family, so her life should not be too comfortable. Who would have thought that once the husband's family was convicted, everyone would be raped and executed. She, an unmarried girl, escaped by chance, but witnessed her husband's head falling to the ground and blood splattering on the execution ground. The young man's face was full of tears, and he only gave her a reluctant look. However, before the tears fell, a pair of slender hands covered her eyes. The young emperor's voice was low and close to her ears: "Xue Caisheng, marry me, and I will be your man. If you don't marry, I will be your ghost." Xue Caisheng knew that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger, so he quickly collected his money, secretly corresponded with others, and was preparing to take advantage of the sacrifice in the palace to have a baby. The sky is clear and the bright moon hangs high, parting the fog to see the light. Xue Caisheng went down the mountain, thinking that he could finally escape, but suddenly felt a cold feeling on his neck. The silver-white sword shook so hard that she subconsciously closed her eyes, and Zhang Que said leisurely: "Xue Caisheng, the Tianjia sacrifice has not yet ended. You appeared here, are you trying to escape?" * Zhang Que's throne was hard-won. He lived among the people in his early years, and was not brought back to the palace until he was twelve years old. He fought openly and secretly with swords and swords. He was careful in everything he did in the palace and never slacked off even a moment. There were collusion between the feudal lords outside, traitors inside, and no one he could trust around him. Zhang Que thought he had a heart of stone, but he chose to follow the path of one person. The girl's starry eyes were cold and cold even without any makeup. Her pair of dark brown eyes were distant yet touching, which made Zhang Que a little stunned. He had never heard of such a person in the palace, and he always felt that this girl looked familiar... On a snowy night, Zhang Que expressed his feelings to her, but was told that she was already engaged. He congratulated her with a smile and turned around to convict her husband's family. He thought that he could keep her by his side, but he didn't expect that she would actually connect with outsiders and escape from his grasp at the risk of being charged. He was displeased and blocked her path at the foot of the mountain with a sword, but he softened the moment he saw her. As long as she was willing to bow her head, all these past events could be wiped out. But the premise is that she must stay in the palace forever, be his wife, his prisoner, and the thing in his pond. Sandalwood curled up, covering up the charming smell. The altar table and lamp shadows were swaying, but the Bodhisattva with lowered eyebrows was sitting as steady as a mountain. ——Don't kill in front of the Buddha, but you can offer sacrifices. The incense ash falls, covering up the spring scenery in winter. Mission: Respect history, revere life