Finished
[The cute and scheming beautiful female protagonist VS the snake and scorpion who is a bit arrogant and badass than the male protagonist]
Yun Wan, the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Pingyuan, was reborn in her previous life.
This year she was fourteen years old.
The mother's three-year period of filial piety has just passed, and her father's step-brother and her half-sister have not yet entered the house. Her grandmother, who has loved her since she was a child, is still as healthy as a cypress, and dances with a dragon's head and a cane in full swing.
She had not yet been snatched away from the Duke of Jingguo's marriage, so she had no choice but to enter the palace to stand for election. In the end, she died tragically in the palace before she could see Tianyan.
Everything is still the same as before.
After resurrecting her life, Yun Wan changed her coquettish and arrogant style and no longer dared to act willfully.
She wanted to gain favor with her third uncle's withdrawn and aloof adopted son and save her own life.
She knew in her heart that the Erye Yun, whom everyone in the house was frightened by, was not just a thing in the pond, but would one day become a powerful and traitorous minister in the world.
When he strangled her to death, he didn't even blink, showing no sign of brother-sister friendship.
But why is this person different from what he promised? She was just a little nice to him, why did this man want to marry her?
And... Still eat the rouge on her mouth!
On their wedding night, Yun Wan was so angry that she shouted: "I'm your cousin!"
A certain traitorous official embraced her: "It doesn't matter, I picked it up!"
The next day, Yun Wan held a small handkerchief in her mouth and cried: "I'm so stupid, really, if I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have hugged his thigh in the first place!"
A certain treacherous minister stretched out a straight and slender thigh and lay on the couch with an enchanting posture: "Don't cry, Wan'er. I've already hugged you. If you dare to let go, hum..."
————There is no dividing line between emotions————
Note 1: The male protagonist strangled the female protagonist to death in his previous life, please don't enter if you mind.
Note 2: The description of service in the article takes place over five thousand years, so please don't enter into it if you are careful.
Note 3: The heroine is a fool and slow to figure things out, so everyone is waiting for her.
(The male protagonist liked the female protagonist in his previous life, but the female protagonist didn't know it. He strangled the female protagonist to death because he thought it would be better to strangle her to death than to give it to the old emperor to waste!)
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"Report to the President!" Madam, she has three thousand vests"
Introduction:
[Wearing a book + maybe a vest]
Xia Qian lived for nearly eighteen years before she realized that she was the daughter of the wealthy Lu family who had been miscarried and was living abroad.
I thought that a touching scene of recognition was about to take place.
Unexpectedly, those people all lost their minds and took those counterfeits as a treasure and her as a piece of grass.
Brainless fiancé: "Xia Qian, please give up. The only person I love is Huang Wei, and I will never marry you!"
Xia Qian: "If there is something wrong with your brain, go and get it treated. Don't speak casually."
Brother Barbecued Pork: "This is five million. Leave the Lu family immediately. There is no place for you in the Lu family."
Xia Qian: "This is 50 million, do you want it? If I don't give it to you, I will throw it into the water and listen to it. I am happy with it!"
Partial mother: "The first place in the design competition belongs to Mingwei, don't try to compete with her."
Xia Qian: "Excuse me, I'm here to be a judge."
Black-hearted father: "Qianqian, although Mr. Shen is older, he still cares about people..."
Xia Qian: "I'm younger and don't do human affairs, so please be more considerate."
The younger brother who works tirelessly to cover up his waistcoat for the boss every day: "Boss, can we stop playing?"
Intention: A good life must be fought for by oneself
