The Thin Horse of Time Travel
In Xiao Qin's life, she finally squeezed through the single-plank bridge of the college entrance examination and waded through the sea of people seeking jobs.
A beautiful life was about to begin, but unexpectedly, a meteorite fell from the sky, and she caught the last train through time!
Okay, just wear it, she bowed her head and accepted her fate
Dress up as a palace concubine, then work hard to fight in the palace, aiming for the queen
If you dress like a concubine, just focus on fighting in the house and take your legitimate wife as your direction.
But what should I do if I look like a thin Yangzhou horse? Why join the high-risk industry of mistresses?
Simple version of the copy: The history of blood and tears of a modern woman who unfortunately transformed into a Yangzhou thin horse and struggled to change her destiny~
She fell in love at first sight when she was twelve years old, and the handsome young general in white became the brightest moon beside her bed. Even if she was trapped in the darkest abyss, Shui Biyao would never give up.
In order to get his love again, she endured the humiliation and tried her best. When she finally got what she wanted, she found that her heart had quietly gone awry...
Country and beauty, which one is more important? Before meeting her, Murong Xiulan never hesitated.
"Baguio, without you in this world, even if I could dominate the world and control thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, I would still feel infinite regret..."
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Announcement: The pit master is in retreat and this article has been discontinued.
It is said that I indulged myself in popular books, first in martial arts and then in beauty, and wasted my time for ten years without even realizing it. One day while studying, I suddenly had an epiphany. Looking at the previous text, I felt it was vulgar and I couldn't bear to read it. I couldn't help but feel ashamed. However, I realized that what was right now was not what it was yesterday, so I escaped into the world of mortals, changed my mind, and devoted myself to cultivation. If I ever return to the world of martial arts in the future, I should be completely reborn and no longer superficial.
"I advise you not to cherish your gold-threaded clothes; I advise you to cherish your youth."
I would like to borrow flowers and offer them to Buddha with famous sayings to encourage you.