In her previous life, Xue Langxiao, a merchant girl, missed Master Liang Er of the Duke's palace. She jumped into the clear pond in front of Shuiyue Temple, hoping that the gentleman would take pity on her. Unexpectedly, she was rescued by Zhao Cuo, her nemesis who had been fighting since childhood. She had to marry the wrong woman. She was still restless as a woman. She repeatedly went to provoke Liang Er and was secretly killed in a dark alley. She died only three days before her eighteenth birthday. Xue Lang was filled with sadness when he was reborn and returned to his bridal chamber in Zhaocuo on a night of flowers and candles. The red candle is swaying, the light is dim Xue Lang hugged his neck and murmured as if to himself: "I won't be Yu Boya in this life. I can't hurt you by smashing the piano. You should hold on tight and listen to me finish playing this song." On the second day, he seemed to be a different person. How could he have the irrational, cruel and stubborn temper before? In the short night from young girl to bride, Zhao Cuo felt as if he had missed her life. Xue Lang did not take her father's surname, and the Xue family was extremely wealthy. Her father wandered to the south of the Yangtze River and was recruited as the son-in-law of a merchant. They lived together for many years. Suddenly, when Xue Lang was ten years old, he remembered that he came from a noble family and was married with four daughters and one son. Xue Lang followed her parents to the capital. The world had changed. She had changed from an only daughter to a concubine, her mother had changed from a wife to a concubine, and all the family property had been robbed. After returning from hell, she will definitely turn the tables on her, even if she has to lose her temper and swallow her bloody teeth. Zhao Cuo: Meow meow meow, don't you comb my hair, wipe my face, feed me and dress me, just because you like me? Xue Lang: (sneering) The daughter of the Xue family was born with a strange disease. She can't live without what she wants. I just like your face and pout.
Intention: In a life of ups and downs, only self-reliance and self-reliance can lead to a bright and smooth road
