It is said that the east wind is good for lifting people up, and the phoenix should be there when it comes at night.
Mrs. Dongfeng is about a woman who knows how to play both sides, from being the daughter of a prison officer to becoming a first-class official.
The heroine specializes in speculation, and in troubled times, she chooses a husband carefully, one is the daughter of a criminal, and the other is the youngest son of a small landowner who does not inherit, so she can make do with it.
Then the two speculators, who had been coveted by the people around them because of their good looks since childhood, cooperated and the business became bigger and bigger.
He Mingzhu: I feel that I am already very shameless. I was wrong. Some people even have a black heart.
Xie Min: Madam! I have a red heart for you!
He Mingzhu: ... Not only has a dark heart, but also probably has a thick skin
In the early days, the two got married on the basis of their relationship. After the heroine gave birth to her son, she felt that her husband was an eyesore, and she wished she could buy her aunts wholesale so that she could go out and cause trouble.
But how could a romance novel's male protagonist really be tempted?
Shuang Jiewen
Demining: 1. Overhead, the background is similar to the Northern and Southern Dynasties, an emperor changes every seven years on average, and there may be three or four emperors in the same time and space
2. Neither the female protagonist nor the male protagonist are completely good people, neither are the male protagonists! If you want the heroine to be pure and flawless, you can put a cross
Reader comments
Fei Mi, is it still there? Can you update this novel again? I have really been waiting for many years! ! !
我在百度贴吧等了你好久你从不出现
Ah, the scenery is dark, why isn't Zero? Yo Tumien just wants to be dark together.
Fei Mi, is it still there? Can you update this novel again? I have really been waiting for many years! ! !
我在百度贴吧等了你好久你从不出现
Ah, the scenery is dark, why isn't Zero? Yo Tumien just wants to be dark together.
…………Stopped at this place again…crying…