Yang Ling was born in a country squire's family, and was born well-behaved. As soon as his elder brother became an emperor, his family moved to the capital.
What no one knows is that she was the first wife of Ningyuan Marquis Shen Jiashu who died five years ago, the most beautiful woman in the capital, and the only daughter of the Xie family, Xie Pan. She married Shen Jiashu when it was cold, but she died in a foreign land with his child.
It was already a lifetime ago when I met Marquis Shen again. The man, wearing deep clothes and riding a horse, galloped past Zhuque Street. At that time, Yang Ling was already of marriageable age. His elder brother raised his eyebrows, pointed at Shen Hou and warned his younger sister carefully: "Don't look at Shen Housheng's good looks, but he is actually the coldest one. When choosing a husband, you should stay away from this kind of person!"
Yang Ling nodded in agreement and recognized it in her heart. She had misjudged the person in her last life.
When they heard that the young daughter of the Yang family was planning to get married, all the noble ladies in the capital were waiting to see the joke, just to see which one who was short-sighted could fall in love with such a country family.
Unexpectedly, Marquis Ning Yuan, who was always polite to others, came to ask for his hand in marriage with a betrothal gift spread for ten miles.
Yang Ling turned around to leave, but was blocked by him and had nowhere to escape.
She looked up and met a pair of ferocious red eyes.
"Please." Shen Jiashu's voice was very soft, but almost crazy, "Xie Chan, don't leave me again."
Food guide:
1. The male protagonist confirms the female protagonist's identity and chases his wife to the crematorium
2. The male protagonist criticizes the yandere crazily, likes the female protagonist but has extremely low self-esteem
Intention: Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains
