The newly transformed rose spirit penetrated into a book about the bloody novels of the Republic of China and became a short-lived cannon fodder - Ye Qingyun who only appeared in three chapters.
Ye Qingjun, a wealthy and famous lady, fair-skinned, beautiful, well-educated, and as delicate as a princess and the pea, was coaxed by her stepmother to marry the young master of the Zhang family and become the fifth concubine.
However, on the night of the wedding, Li Daitao was frozen, and Ye Qingyun accidentally entered Young Master Zhang's room.
In order to cover up their shame, the Zhang family released news that the man had malaria and died a month later.
The rose spirit transformed into Ye Qingyun, and she escaped overnight wearing Young Master Zhang's pajamas and barefoot.
Young Master Zhang woke up, only to find flower petals falling from his side, the lingering fragrance filling the room lingering in his bones, and a small footprint on his chest after being attacked.
Everyone in the northwest city knows that Young Master Zhang and Zhang Bainian are pure-hearted and ascetic people who recite the Buddha's name. People who recite the Buddha's name are the most loved and feared by the spirits~
The coquettish bitch Little Rose V is a celibate and pervert
1. Su Shuangwen.
2. Do not conduct any research on the fictional writings of the Republic of China.
Please give me advance notice for the follow-up article "I was a Widow in the 1970s"
Tang Jinhua, a city girl, did not want to marry a mud-legged man, so she used tricks to disrupt the marriage that her grandfather had planned for her since she was a child.
The marriage was arranged since childhood, and the marriage partner was the grandson of my grandfather's revolutionary comrade. The two families had exchanged concentric locks.
Tang Jinhua returned the Tongxin Lock and married the person she liked, but she didn't expect that the other person was just being hypocritical.
Once again, Tang Jinhua agreed to the baby marriage arranged by his grandfather and married Chen Ligen, who was very poor in the countryside.
Unexpectedly, on their wedding night, this gangster, who was said to be fierce and indifferent, didn't even look at her. He hugged a festive mandarin duck quilt and slept on the big box in the room. He was clearly separated from her and said, "You, you sleep on the bed, I won't be next to you."
The powerful second-rate boy V is delicate, soft, white and rich.
The finished article is edible: "Buddhist female supporting character returns to before she turned black [Threading the book]"
Intention:
I Was Widowed in the Seventies
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