On the wedding night, what awaited her was not a gentle look. His cold hand pinched her chin and forced her to raise her head, "Woman, you'd better be honest!" She didn't want to, so she used the power of his hand to press him down. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Husband, let me serve you!" The soul from another life, ups and downs in troubled times, and after many twists and turns, it was all in vain. Deep affection, sadness and anger, so what? But if you don't love me, all your past and past will be ruined. Mo Xi, Mo Xi, isn't that what it is? Si Fusheng never knew that she would love him so deeply. Previous dynasty? Later generations? Rebellion? Snort! What does it have to do with her? It's just a ray of lonely soul that just happens to be here and takes over the cause and effect for others.
"Since he doesn't love me, I just let him go. Why bother to hold on and hurt my body and heart?" He said this, but he couldn't help it.