Tame Owl

Chasing his wife in the crematorium|taking by force|the superior bows his head|sour and pulling The evil lord who eats people without spitting out their bones vs. The gentle and tough beauty Du Qiao was unfortunately orphaned at the age of five. He was picked up by his master and brought home, where he studied medicine for ten years. I thought I could live such a peaceful life... However, things are unpredictable. When he was sixteen years old, his master was framed by a traitor and became the scapegoat for collaborating with the enemy and rebelling against the city. With a piece of paper, his whole family was slaughtered. She went out to collect herbs that day and escaped a disaster. When she rushed back to the medicine hall, she saw a mess and blood-stained stone steps. She sneaked into her enemy's house, accepted the thief as her father, and endured the humiliation, just to seize the opportunity and avenge her master. She held back, hiding her hatred and pain, laughing was not laughing, crying was not crying, she wore a mask, and she was hiding her plans. Until he broke into her life. He came with a sword and stepped on the blood, becoming the new ruler of the city. He took a fancy to her "adopted daughter" status, used her as a pawn, and pretended to be affectionate in front of her, with the intention of getting her to switch sides. Of course Du Qiao understood, she knew exactly what he wanted. They were trying to kill the same person. But can she trust him and tell the truth to him? No. What he wants is power, to eliminate dissidents, and to clear obstacles. Her hatred, her hatred, was nothing but a personal grudge against him. He was bloodthirsty and ruthless, and he never paid attention to the pain of others. How could he care about her hatred? Everyone was afraid of him, and she was no exception. She could only play tricks with him, go with the flow, and quietly pass all the information about her "adopted father" into his hands. · Mu Zheng was used to being served by others, and it was the first time he bothered with a woman, but he met someone who was clumsy and dull. He was gentle on his face, but impatient in his heart. After his vow was fulfilled, he threw her to feed the wolves. But fortunately, that figure is really delicate and soft, so it's not too bad to hold her in your arms. She was meek and humble, with her eyes lowered, never daring to disobey him. He glanced at her condescendingly, with unconcealed disgust in his sharp eyebrows: This woman is good and good, but she is also too temperless, just like chewing wax, and extremely boring. Until, on that journey, he mounted his horse to settle the situation, swallowed the enemy's city, and won a great victory. Unexpectedly, he almost fell into her hands. A sharp arrow grazed his neck, leaving a trail of blood and almost piercing his throat. At that time, he realized that those people who were so sweet, docile, and obedient to please were all fake! Are you happy with him? He actually takes it seriously. An innocent little face, silent, teasing him into applause. A man like him, a ruthless killer, had he ever been fooled like this before? He wanted to kill him quickly. He withdrew his troops and returned to the city, and saw that calm face again, as well-behaved as before. He suddenly became paranoid, and there were emotions in his heart that he couldn't quite figure out. It's as sweet as sugar... He was uninhibited and never wanted to meet her, and his wandering soul actually found a place to live. Later, a whisper of her name was enough to make his heart tremble. Later, she saw tenderness in those aggressive eyes. Intention: Spiritual independence