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Zhu Yangyang died of congenital heart disease in her previous life. Her family was poor and had no money for medical treatment. Her parents were in a relationship crisis. She died alone in her room and no one knew about it. She was really a pitiful little person. After waking up, she found that she had been transported to a strange world, where she was loved by thousands of people. Dad: My daughter, dancing with a sword is very harmful to the body! Mother: Yang'er, as a woman, you have to obey the three virtues and educate your husband and children. You don't have to worry about it. Mother will support you! Brother: Whoever dares to bully Yang Yang, I will beat him until his teeth are all over the floor! Everyone in the capital knew that there was an only daughter in the general's palace. She was supported by the emperor and pampered by her biological father. She regarded her as a treasure. She grew up in a honey pot and was doted on. Everyone said that this girl would get married one day, and her habitual temperament would definitely bring shame to her husband's family! Rumor has it that this woman is extremely ugly and has never been seen by anyone. He has a arrogant and unreasonable temper, has a small belly and a chicken intestine, has a bad temper, and is extremely unfilial. Whenever she goes out, people who know her well shy away, and she is confused. The prince at that time was ruthless, contradicted his father, and killed his wet nurse with a stick. He was on the battlefield, holding a spear, and his hands were stained with the blood of the enemy. Everyone respected him and did not dare to provoke him in the slightest. Flower viewing party. Zhu Yangyang, who was wearing a white gauze face, was tripped up and made a fool of herself by an intentional person. She happened to fall on top of the prince who had just entered the door. The prince cast a cold gaze, and the people around him felt their heartbeats stop. Mother Zhu Yangyang hurriedly grabbed her sleeve, pulled her closer to her, and whispered in a low voice: "You can mess with anyone, but don't mess with the living King of Hell, be good!" Later, the prince personally walked up to her, removed her peach blossom belt and hair bun, and gently hugged her waist tightly: "Yangyang, do you like it?" No one knows that when they first met, he was obsessed with this little beauty and could not forget it for a long time. Intention:. . .