The Supporting Actress Is Not a Canary

Stick it to the top: The early and middle stages are as crumbling as the water of the Yellow River. Don't read it, don't buy it. Look at other books that are better than this one. Introduction: At the age of sixteen, Ajiang became Yu Heng's fiancée. A girl as beautiful as a porcelain doll, sitting on her knees under the cherry blossom tree, wearing a wide-brimmed hat and a retro palace skirt, holding a ragdoll cat with white fur and blue eyes in her arms. Surrounded by blooming climbing roses, green leaves cling to the hem of the girl's skirt. Yu Heng said: "Give her to me, and I will bring the Yin family back to life." At the age of eighteen, Ajaan married Yu Heng in Xiangshi and became Yu Heng's wife. The girl in a white wedding dress looked at those slender fingers and hesitated for a long time before reaching out to hold them. Cautiously, with timidity and fear. At the age of twenty, Yu Heng was having a romantic affair with countless women, but he never let those women get close to A Jiang, nor did he let A Jiang go out to see the world. He gave her the most expensive gems and the most beautiful dresses in the world, but he never gave her freedom. Like a princess tied up in a tall building. At the age of twenty-three, Ajaan died. On the day of my death, the sky was sunny, the wind was warm, and the sea of ​​cherry blossoms outside the window was blooming beautifully. The climbing roses climbed onto the windowsill, spreading their tender petals. She was lying on the piano, not breathing. * Later, Ajaan was reborn as sixteen years old. There are still two days before Yu Heng comes to the Yin family, and three days until the return of the real daughter of the Yin family. Ajiang secretly exchanged Yin Nian and escaped before Yu Heng came. I can't be the princess who is tied up in the attic of the palace. [I just want to be that Cinderella with freedom, happiness and sorrow] Your heart yearns for freedom and light, but you don't know that this road will be riddled with thorns and thorns. Someone covered your eyes, cut off all the thorns, half-knelt in front of you, kissed your delicate fingertips, and whispered with great piety: You do not belong to the king. You belong to me. Ps: Canary setting! It's with gay friends! The green light is like day! Discuss sharing the same setting and writing different stories! Yu Heng is not the male protagonist, and Yu Heng and A Jiang are married in Xiang. Intention: Intention to be added