In the 21st century, Yinghua can be regarded as the abbreviation of a man among women: a hanzi.
Although she was not born in modern times, she had lived there at least, and she could be considered informal and tolerant. However, this group of people who are so self-righteous that they think everything should be theirs are really weird. "Yinghua, it doesn't matter if you're strong, or if you have a high status, you're not the only one who's unlucky." But for some reason, ever since she met a handsome guy, her luck has skyrocketed, including contracted spiritual beasts and divine beasts. And I didn't expect that a broken and discarded piano picked up casually on the roadside would have room for growth and even a spirit.
In addition, what the hell is this inexplicable Holy Lord? It always makes her blush and her heart beats. "Baby, I heard today that the boy from the Yang family came to propose marriage. He also said that you would consider it when he becomes stronger. Is that true? Huh?" Looking at the face of the monster in front of him, Yinghua blushed again. "No, I just encourage him so that he will have motivation." "Motivation? Then why don't you see a baby giving me motivation? Huh?" "I..."