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Ji Heng is His Majesty's favorite princess today. She is beautiful, arrogant, and has a surly temperament. Anyone in front of her will be dwarfed.
She often played in the warm pool in the palace, and everyone in the palace had to give way, but the young eunuch Lu Shao was unlucky and accidentally broke in.
That day, she leaned against the pavilion and raised her eyebrows slightly. She raised her foot and gently lifted Lu Shao's chin, and sneered, "How dare you take a peek at me?"
Lu Shao lay on the ground, his ears red.
Later, after the death of the late emperor, Lu Shao, the director of Xichang Factory, supported his only son on the throne against all opinions, and Ji Heng became the eldest princess.
That night, Lu Shao entered the eldest princess's mansion.
The red silk fluttered, the lamp shadow swayed, and the beauty by the window looked at him, her eyebrows wrinkled.
He knelt on the ground with one knee and held her foot with one hand, letting her struggle in every possible way without letting go. He asked her piously, "Your Highness, you got your wish. Is it my turn?"
Food guide:
(1) The female protagonist is half a year older than the male protagonist
(2) The male protagonist is a fake eunuch
(3) Super lustful and arrogant beauty x insidious and cunning little wolf dog,
(4) 1v1! Double place! He!
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When she married Lu Heng, Yu Wanyu was told that she would give birth to a child for the Lu family and use the child's umbilical cord blood to make medicine for Lu Heng's unrelated sick sister.
Yu Wanyu knew that she could not reach the Lu family.
The Lu family is full of prominent people. Lu Heng is the legitimate son of Marquis Weiyuan. He is the minister of Dali Temple and has a bright future.
His sister is the daughter of the British Duke who was left behind. She has been spoiled by Lu Heng's stepmother since she was a child, and she only needs to be recognized by the British Duke.
Yu Wanyang is just the daughter of a Jiangnan salt merchant. Her father and brother were wrongly accused of selling illegal salt and will be executed at any time after being imprisoned.
But she needs Lu Heng's help to clear her grievances.
She and the Lu family were just getting what they needed. Lu Heng was cold-hearted, distant and indifferent. He only came into the house at fixed times every month and never stayed overnight.
Even so, she tried her best to maintain a superficial peace. After giving birth to a child, there was nothing wrong with him wanting to divorce.
Later, she finally got pregnant, which was a happy thing, but she found out accidentally.
If this child is born, he will not survive.
She is useless as a wife and has to give way to her sister. She will be demoted as a wife and sold as a slave.
The night wind was bleak, and she got on the boat to Jiangnan. When she looked back, she saw a man on the shore chasing her to come back.
Yu Wanyu wiped away her tears and decided to tell him clearly, "I no longer want to be your wife. I want to return to Jiangnan. You and I owe each other nothing."
But he kept calling her hoarsely. This man was so strange, sometimes hot and cold. She had never been able to figure him out, and she didn't want to do it again.
When the boat sank, Lu Heng rushed into the water.
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The wife of the Lu family was gone, and Lu Heng became seriously ill and became a widower.
Half a year later, the British government found the real daughter. At the spring banquet, Lu Heng met the daughter. She was charming and dignified, enjoying the attentiveness of the man next to her without even looking at him.
Demining!
(1) Chasing his wife in the crematorium + real and fake golden terrier + running with the ball
(2) The male protagonist of Flower of the High Mountain x the weak Jiangnan beauty (True Daughter)
(3) 1v1 double he
(4) Don't scold the author, don't scold the author, please
Intention: Thousands of sails are gone, keep the original intention