Stand-in/Chasing Wife Crematorium/Those in high positions bow their heads
The Sin Slave Medical Girl
Everyone was waiting to see Jiang Yueli being dragged out.
She knelt on the broken porcelain pieces of Zhenbei Hou Jie Fengyan, and heard the man at the head of the throne speak coldly.
He said: "I want this person."
Everyone knew that the Marquis of Zhenbei was cold-hearted, but he used his illustrious military exploits to keep her father on death row, allowed her to live in the main courtyard, and allowed the whole family to address her as "Madam".
No one knew that this powerful official was Bai Yueguang, whom Jiang Yueli had looked up to for many years.
She was filled with joy, thinking that her humble secret love was finally fulfilled.
On the bed, he only loved to press into her from behind, rub the birthmark on her butterfly bone, and whisper hoarsely in her ear when he was deeply in love: "Ali, give me a child."
Until the enemy country sued for peace and Princess Dayan came to Beijing to get married.
Only then did Jiang Yueli realize that Xiao Qian also had the white moonlight that he couldn't ask for.
The man looked exactly like her, with scars on his butterfly bones. She finally knew that during those countless nights of rubbing her ears and temples together, he was not holding her. She was not even a substitute, she was just stained by the birthmark.
She heard that the servant changed his name to "aunt" and moved her to a side courtyard, just to make room for the main courtyard...
The admiration she had cherished for many years was a complete joke.
She was so heartbroken that she strangled her humble and infatuated feelings with her own hands and asked to leave.
He was reviewing the military newspaper, without even pausing his pen, and said in a cold tone: "It's up to you."
But one day, a huge fire broke out in the courtyard.
Jiang Yueli died in the flames without saying a word.
Later I heard that the Marquis of Zhenbei rushed in and his hands were covered with blood.
Later, Xiao Qian broke off the engagement and suffered a headache that kept him going crazy all night long.
A year later, on the outskirts of the city, Jiang Yueli stood next to a gentle and gentle young man. The two ran a medicine shop and smiled at each other while boiling medicine.
Turning his head, he ran into a pair of deep scarlet eyes.
The arrogant and powerful minister pressed her against the white wall with red eyes:
"Ali, you still owe me a legitimate son."
Purpose: It is difficult for doctors to heal themselves
