As a result, with a marriage certificate in hand, my aunt and I got married. I didn't know the name of the person I was marrying.
I was newly married. I thought it was a good match, but I found out that the groom was blind. What's even more sad is that he lives with medicine jars all day long. Thinking about it, he might be a dedicated master, but the trouble-free old lady found five more wives for him. These five peonies competed with each other for beauty. How could I live as a simple master?
I thought I could live my whole life just like this, but I didn't know that my mother-in-law took a sip of abortion pill and had to take away the fetus in her arms. The five sisters were intrigued and each had their own agenda.
You put centipedes in my food, but I want to put cockroaches in your bed.
You are sarcastic in private, but I want a sweet-scented osmanthus cake to poison your throat.
Mother-in-law is cruel and ruthless, so don't blame me for tearing off your mask and becoming a madman.
Sister, sister, you are two-faced. Don't blame me for tearing off your mask and throwing it into a pig pen to become a farmer's girl.
If you ask me who I am, you must be a poisonous girl and a good gentleman. I guess you are some kind of god. Is there anything I wouldn't dare to offend?
I have long said that Miss Jun will never live a peaceful life. She can play with men, be the handle of dragons, catch mistresses, and sell arsenic. If everyone in the world wants to betray me, why don't I be allowed to use my strength to trick you around?