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Ming Yuan was originally the legitimate daughter of the Hou family. She had been engaged since she was a child and had her heart set on something. However, she was forced to marry Huo Lin because of a house raid.
Huo Lin, the Grand Governor, the most famous powerful official in this dynasty, the man most wanted to marry by the noble ladies in the capital.
She was afraid of him and resented him. She was kind to everyone but left him alone.
In order to avoid having sex, she kept giving him a pass through the room and carrying his aunt. He gradually became cold and rarely came back.
She always thought that their marriage was wrong from the beginning.
Until he died, she looked at the man in black clothes lying in the coffin, and her heart ached as if it was being grabbed.
Later she realized that the man she had complained about for a long time had loved her for a long, long time.
Ming Yuan thought this was the end of her life, but when she woke up, Dudu Huo, who had died in the battle, was standing outside her door dressed in black clothes.
His face was cold, his aura was formidable, and unspeakable disappointment flashed in his eyes.
Ming Yuan suddenly realized that she had returned to the year when she got married to Huo Lin.
At this time, she had just given Huo Lin two beautiful bridesmaids, pushed Huo Lin out of the door, said some chilling words, and asked him to go to the bridesmaids.
He turned to leave as she wished, but she pulled him back violently.
"It's even more revealing. It's a long way to go to other courtyards. Why don't you, Commander-in-Chief, make do with it and rest here?"
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The night was as cold as water, and she wanted to learn to be his wife, so she knocked on his door with her heart in her heart.
She was wearing thin clothes and a jade-white neck. Her eyelashes were weeping. Her fingertips were trembling as she wrapped her arms around his waist and untied his leather belt.
His fragile wrist was pinched by him, and she hurriedly raised her head, letting her black hair fall down.
But Captain Huo, who has always been cold and cold, curled his lips: "Can you serve others? Is that all you have?"
She put her hand against him, turned her face away, bit her red lips lightly, and the peach blossom birthmark on her chest was even more dazzling.
His eyes were deep and full of peach blossoms.
Governor Huo: "I don't love much in this life, but spring sunshine, jade dew, dear."
2020.7.7
Intention: to change one's mind and be a new person