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●Beautiful and sassy female general, gentle and proud powerful minister ●New Year|Marriage first, love later|Reunion In the previous life, the Holy One granted marriage, and Sui Ying was promised to Lang Tan Yi, the proud number one scholar in the dynasty. After hearing from her parents that he had outstanding looks and a dignified appearance, Sui Ying agreed to the marriage without much thought. It's a pity that she and this beautiful husband didn't agree with each other until the end, and the young couple eventually became enemies. Unexpectedly, there was a palace incident, and her husband, who she thought hated her in every possible way, blocked the knife for her and died in front of her. People who hated her died for her. Sui Ying couldn't figure out why, but soon she became ill and died of illness. When she opened her eyes again, Sui Ying was seventeen years old again. It's a pity that I was reborn into my sickly cousin who died young. A few days later, she saw her gentle and elegant ex-husband again. His appearance was elegant and his overall style was still the same as before. It was a ridiculous funeral for her. Her ex-husband burst into tears in front of her coffin, looking like he had lost half of his life. Suiying looked at him in the corner for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out. No? What does he mean? After thinking about it, Sui Ying still couldn't turn a blind eye to his tears. Without saying a word, she adjusted the hem of her skirt, pressed the hairpin, took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and rushed forward. "Brother, you are so beautiful, don't cry." Small theater 1: The news that His Majesty intends to give his daughter to the number one scholar, Tan Yi, is widely spread in Beijing. In the morning of the next day, the emperor seriously brought the matter to the table. The prime minister not only accepted it readily, but even invited him to join his family in the court hall. Become the son-in-law of the family. Everyone in the court was shocked. This dignified man, the prime minister of the country, was so ungrateful. Unexpectedly, the Prime Minister himself was not ashamed but proud. Unexpectedly, His Majesty actually agreed with a smile. There was a sudden snowstorm on a sunny day in the next morning, and everyone blocked the palace road to avoid the snow. The prime minister walked forward leisurely, and not long after, he saw the prime minister's wife driving a small sedan to take the prime minister home. Madam jumped out of the sedan, held an umbrella for him with long strides, patted the thin layer of snow on his body, and stuffed him with hand-warming soup. The prime minister even shamelessly kissed his wife on the forehead, but she embarrassedly blocked her face and punched him in the face. After the beating, she took his hand and led him to the sedan. Everyone was stunned. Is it true that the taciturn prime minister who is good at calculations and has a profound knowledge of the city is like this behind his back? #Look at the right wife and the right person# #you don't understand love# Small theater 2: The night is getting darker, and the red candle tent is warm. The general leaned into his husband's arms, put his legs on him, and changed into a comfortable position. The prime minister circled her, pinched her fingers with his fingertips, and suddenly said seriously: Have you ever called someone else brother? General Sui, who was too sleepy to open his eyes:? The prime minister said the most unserious words in a serious tone: Just imagining it will kill me, I will die of jealousy, Sui Ying. General Sui was mostly awake now. He blinked his big wet eyes and said honestly: No, there is no one else. My name is Sui Ji, eldest brother. The Prime Minister kissed the top of Madam's hair and held her tenderly in his arms: Madam can only call me this from now on, okay? #Wife# # Madam Love Me Again# Reminder before reading: The male and female protagonists are the ultimate love-minded and micro-powerful plotters. Please enter with caution. Copywritten on August 9, 2026. Intention: It is not too late to make amends.