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One-sentence summary: Chatting with a tyrant.
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It is said that beauty brings disaster, and everyone knows that the Jiang family's Auntie is naturally charming and will definitely become a witch that brings disaster to the country and the people.
Jiang Wu expressed her injustice. She obviously did nothing. Why is the image of misfortune so deeply rooted in people's hearts?
It was rumored that the prince and the tutor's son were jealous of her and fought at the palace banquet, and the little general collaborated with the enemy and treason for her...
The emperor was furious and ordered her to be expelled from Beijing. Everyone clapped their hands and cheered.
But in an instant, the previous regime was overthrown and a new king ascended the throne.
Jiang Wu felt that her grievances would finally be cleared, but she didn't expect...
New King: I am willing to use my country as my betrothal, thousands of miles of red makeup, and my heart as a gift. Will you marry me?
Jiang Wu: Huh? !
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Jiang Wu has an unknown secret: when she touches an item, she can see its description and origin.
As a beauty who only needs beauty in the eyes of others, this ability is really useless. Moreover, this special ability seems to be used in strange places...
"A centuries-old vase from Wang Shangshu's house, the murder weapon used to knock out Mr. Chen's house."
"Wang Shusheng's dagger."
"The rope that strangled Miss Zhang."
…
Until one day...
She accidentally encountered the feared tyrant.
"Jiang Wu's little cutie."
Jiang Wu:? ? ?
Did you say it would only show up when you touch an item?
Jiang Wu: Anyone who bullies my little cuties will be killed!
Jiang Wu's little cutie: (smile) (smile) (smile)
1. A beautiful female protagonist × a tyrant male protagonist, a 1V1 sweet story, mainly about romance, with a slight suspense to solve the case, no palace fighting, and no harem.
2. It's an empty statement, it's very empty, it contains personal assumptions, please don't test it.
3. Discussions and civilized exchanges are welcome, but strife and ginseng are declined. May you be treated gently by this world:)
[Neck scarf: @]
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[Current version of senior brother]
Shen Qiandu does three things every day: soaking wolfberry, drying herbs, and persuading his junior sister not to study.
"Junior sister, you should drink cinnamon dew today and avoid being beaten or killed."
As Qingwu Mountain's number one model for caring for the elderly, he can always speak the most salty lines in the gentlest tone.
[Master's revelation version, senior brother]
"When your senior brother leveled three demonic cities with one sword five hundred years ago, it rained blood for three whole months."
I held the calming candy that my senior brother gave me and retorted vaguely: "Master, you lied to the child again!"
Until that day, I strayed into the turbulence of time and space——
Five hundred years ago in the Nine Nether Abyss, dark iron chains pierced the young man's thin shoulder blades, and bloody spells covered his pale face.
The boy known as the "Son of Disaster" raised his head, and the amber eyes that faced me day by day were filled with world-destroying madness.
The young man was covered in blood, tilted his head and chuckled, his fingertips still dripping with the blood of his enemies: "You want to cross me too?"
Later I found out:
What he put in the green jade cup was not health-preserving tea, but medicine that suppressed the mind;
The bone flute you carry with you is the shackles of the demon;
And the hosta he tied up my hair hid half of the heart that he cut out for the natal sword.
#What should I do if I go back in time and find out that my crush is the BOSS of Destruction#
#? Why do you want me to save the three realms if we agree to keep healthy together?
#The hosta he tied up my hair was once a god-killing weapon#
"It's so far away, don't be afraid." Five hundred years later, Shen Qiandu put his palm on my trembling eyelashes and pressed his warm lips on the side of my neck. "What you see is my most human appearance."
Purpose: Work together to solve crimes and grow together