[The first one is not good-looking, so don't buy it.
Wang Shuyi, like any ordinary woman in the world, follows her parents' orders to get married, hoping that she and her husband will be on equal terms and grow old together.
However, after two years of nothing, her husband and mother-in-law gradually became displeased, and she could only watch the concubine being carried into her husband's house.
Slowly, she became a decoration and no one cared about her
She thought she would live like this for the rest of her life,
Until a man broke into her life against her will...
Wang Shuyi struggled desperately: "Please!"
Shen Lou let go of her lips, pressed against her, brushed her hair away from her face, and breathed in confusion: "Please yourself."
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Shen Lou hugged Wang Shuyi, pointed at the person kneeling on the ground - her ex-husband, and coaxed in a low voice: "Hit him."
Wang Shu obeyed, reached out and slapped the man.
Shen Lou sneered and pinched her earlobe: "Nothing promising."
Turning around, he kicked the man in the heart with all his strength.
The man vomited blood and fell to the ground, moaning.
Wang Shuyi turned his head away, trembling slightly.
Shen Lou patted her back gently and held her tightly in his arms
"Don't be afraid"
Reading guide: The male protagonist is very domineering; the female protagonist has been married before
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The latest completed copy of "The Story of His Majesty's Rebirth and Chasing His Wife":
The late emperor's two sons competed for the crown prince position, but both sides suffered losses, allowing the humble seventh prince Zhao Cong to take the throne.
After Zhao Cong ascended the throne, the first thing he did was to force Lian Cao's fiancé to break off the engagement to her, and then took her into the palace and became the queen.
Later, as his position gradually became more stable, he began to suppress the Lian family, and Lian Cao's body became more and more deteriorating in the daily fear.
Seeing her face getting thinner day by day, he softened his heart for a moment, then turned around and ordered her father and brother to be killed.
When she was dying, she only left one sentence: "I'm leaving."
He knew that these words were not for him, but for the person she cared about.
Zhao Cong smiled. She was dying, but she didn't want to say a word to him.
He slowly stood up, turned around, and spat out a mouthful of black blood.
This year, he was twenty-six years old and already had white hair.
Then, he was reborn.
In this life, Lian Cao liked him.
Just as he was in joy, one night, she held a sharp dagger to his throat.
Intention: Continuous self-improvement, optimism