After I broke off my engagement with the prince of the Celestial Clan, I took away his little snake.
I sleep with it every day, but suddenly a barrage appears in front of me:
[The heroine is really brave. She slept with the prince and ancestor of the Celestial Clan for so long and still slept so peacefully.
[The old fox, who has lived for tens of thousands of years, gave up his face in order to pursue his wife. He secretly appeared in the middle of the night and, relying on his high cultivation, attacked the heroine with both hands.
[God knows when the heroine will discover that those red marks on her body are not insect bites, but all gnawed by old cows.
I rubbed my eyes, glanced at the silly little white snake curled up in a corner, and shook my head repeatedly.
How could a cub that was raised by oneself do such a thing?
A conspiracy, a complete conspiracy, just to drive a wedge between us.
Intention: There will always be someone who can tolerate all your awkwardness.
