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[Copywriting of "After Being Targeted by the Paranoid Disciple":]
Jinjin Yeye has been the co-master of the six realms for hundreds of years, and Fuyue only feels physically and mentally exhausted, with a loss of energy and blood.
In order to make her life easier, she picked up a young boy from the snow and took him as her apprentice to help her with daily affairs.
The new apprentice's name is Feng Xi. He is handsome, well-behaved, and does things very well. But when I saw her getting along with other men, her expression became tense and her eyes became cold and gloomy.
Fuyue thought it was nothing. Talented people had some flaws.
Later, Fuyue decided to make up for her regrets by marrying a certain emperor who went down to earth with her to experience the tenderness and beauty of love.
On the wedding day, Feng Xi went to the banquet with her sword in hand. The sword flowers flew like a rainbow, but in just a moment, they killed Fuyue's groom and the guests who had ulterior motives.
He knelt in the bleeding water and put on her shoes and socks tenderly, with a submissive smile on his blood-stained face: "Among the six realms, I am the only one worthy of standing next to Master, wearing red clothes with you and feasting in all directions."
He put his cheek against the back of her hand, his eyes filled with red: "Do you remember, Master?"
Genocide, long-cherished wish came true, Feng Xi decided to go to an extremely cold place to die.
The extremely cold land was deserted. The moment before he waved his hand to kill himself, a lazy female voice suddenly came from behind him: "Who are you? Why are you here?"
He turned around and saw the brightest moon in the sky amidst the heavy snow.
The poisonous mushrooms that grow in damp caves know that exposure to sunlight will kill them, but they still can't help but stick their heads out, lusting after that little bit of shady tenderness.
He put away his moves, lifted his robe and knelt down: "Please Fuyue Empress accept me as your disciple."
Only when people have goals can they survive.
He spent a long time setting up a dragnet, just to drag the moon into his dirty and pure love.
＊Small theater＊
When they first met, Feng Xi knelt at Fu Yue's feet: The disciple is willing to die for his master.
Later, he blocked her on the couch: It was okay to die, but she had to have a bridal chamber first.
Fuyue: ... I fell into a trap.
Copywriting of this article
When Qingqing was 13 years old, her aunt who was a concubine in the palace was ordered to die by the emperor. She cried and said: "Oh, I don't want to marry the emperor in this life~"
When Qingqing was 17 years old, the newly enthroned emperor beheaded ten rebellious ministers in front of her house, and their blood flowed into her rice bowl along the wind. She held the bowl and said, "Oh, I don't want to marry the emperor in my next life~"
When Qingqing was 20 years old, she wasted her time and became known far and wide as an old woman who could not get married. Her father said: "Son, I have decided to arrange a marriage for you. You just pack up and get ready to get married."
She was so happy that she asked her father: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"
Her father said: "The Holy One is now."
Qingqing found Bao Hedinghong and committed suicide overnight.
When I woke up, I found a bed with rag curtains and a damp quilt choked by the cold wind. The little palace maid next to me burst into tears: "Your Majesty, if the emperor doesn't love you anymore, you can't commit suicide!"
"Hiccup——" Qingqing was dumbfounded.
The little avatar I drew for Xiaobai when I was choosing, thank you! (Maybe the pictures need to be viewed on a computer?)
[Copywriting of "The Years I Was the Mascot of the Six Realms"]
My name is Fuyue, and I am the highest-status and oldest (crossed out) god in the six realms. People in the six realms regard me as the mascot of the world, and they all call me "the mistress".
I have a good-looking apprentice, his name is Feng Xi. He is pretty and strong but a poor little boy. I call him a good disciple, and I think he is gentle and obedient; people from the six realms call him a Rakshasa god, and say that he kills like a fool.
I don't believe it, I feel that the people from the Six Realms have no vision and have wronged my good disciple.
Until one day, I got dizzy and decided to marry an ancient god of my generation to experience what the world calls the tender love.
On the day of the wedding, Feng Xi came from the sky with the Xinglan Sword in his hand. His eyes were as red as the dove blood gems on my phoenix crown.
The Xinglan Sword flew like a flower, but in just a moment, it killed my groom and the guests who were watching and enjoying themselves.
A river of blood flowed in the hall. Feng Xi stretched out his hand towards me, with a meek and gentle smile on his blood-stained face: "Master, come with me."
He took out a piece of pure white cloth and wiped the blood on the sword with a smile, "Among the six realms, only Feng Xi is worthy of standing by your side, right?"
(High-ranking female master x male apprentice with a wet and loyal dog)
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