[Grassroots-born, ruthless and ruthless Jinyiwei commander VS smart, sober, and prickly cold beauty] [Love at first sight + long-planned + robbery + she runs away and he chases + chases his wife in the crematorium + sour pull + HE]
The first time Lin Zhiyun met Shen Shuo was at a banquet.
She was grabbed by the arm and violently dragged behind the rockery. He pressed her against the stone wall, causing her back to hurt.
The smell of blood stung the nose, and the bright red stained the plain sleeves, twisting and expanding with ease.
The visitor had sharp facial features, and there was a long, ferocious scar from the middle of his hairline to the tip of his left eyebrow, like a poisonous centipede.
The Xiuchun knife was not unsheathed, and she only used the tip of the knife to lift her chin.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the gray wolf carved on the knife's head, showing its fangs at her.
"Find a way to take me out."
There is no sincerity in asking for help.
Lin Zhiyun guessed his identity, and she had no room to refuse.
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The second time I saw him was at the mutton stall at the city gate.
At that time, her father was in prison. Once convicted, she would be thrown into the Jiaofang Division.
After asking around, she learned that the commander of the Imperial Guard was from a grassroots background and would come to this restaurant to eat mutton soup every time he returned to Beijing.
Without him, the boss once gave him a bowl of mutton soup when he was sleepy.
Lin Zhiyun was confident, and she had saved his life.
On a cold winter morning, the streets were deserted. The cold wind carried snow particles and hit her face mercilessly, freezing her whole body.
This time he wore a black wingless gauze hat, which covered the scar on his forehead, making him less scary.
"What do you want, sir? The Lin family will use all the strength of the whole family to give it to you with both hands."
He spread his arms and rested his hands on the edge of the table. Lin Zhiyun felt subtly uncomfortable being surrounded by him. He slowly leaned forward and approached her little by little, smiling with his eyes in his mouth: "Shen needs a wife."
The Xiuchundao was leaning against the leg of the table. Looking from her direction, she could just see the ferocious wolf's head glowing with silver.
Looking up again, a dark gray python-shaped flying fish was entrenched on his chest, glaring at her.
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