The Sycophant Under the Skirt

[Full text completed. It is not recommended to order the entire book. Children, read one chapter and then decide whether to order the next chapter. Just cover your face and run away~~~] Poria came from a poor family, but she was beautiful and beautiful. On the first day she came to Beijing to find her sister, she was reduced to a palace slave. After an accidental "forced kiss", she hugged Cui Zhan's thigh tightly. Anyone who has seen them get along with each other will sigh—— A powerful official who looked down upon all the officials and was cold and unfeeling would bend down for one person, make exceptions for her, and even trample the princess' face under his feet. Until that year, the candles were shining and the gauze curtains were hanging lightly. The clean and pure young man leaned against the wall, with his black hair flowing down softly, and said in her ear with a smile: "Fu Ling, go spend the night with the King of Chu." The moment the words fell to the ground, Poria cocos felt like she was in purgatory, and her liver and gallbladder were shattered with fear. That night, that night. Looking at the other party's dark eyes with a smile that didn't reach the depths of his eyes, Fuling finally came to a realization. From the beginning to the end, I was confused, lost my mind, took one wrong step, and ended up falling into the abyss. … Later on their wedding night, she was dressed in red gauze and curled up in his arms. Her blood-stained fingertips fell from his palm, leaving only one sentence - Young Master, you are an unintentional person, don't cry. In front of everyone, Mr. Cui, who never shed a tear even after cutting his wrists to draw blood and breaking his muscles and bones, held the lifeless woman in his arms, his finger bones spasming and turning white. For the first time in my life, I choked up and made a sound. Big tears of blood fell like beads. * There are stunning beauties in the south of the Yangtze River. Wang and Sun spent a lot of money on her. The general left the backyard vacant for her. The number one scholar is that she will never marry. But no one knew that in the twelfth lunar month of winter, with snow falling all over the sky, Cui Zhan, the most powerful imperial master, was standing alone on the other side of the river. With eyes like a man possessed, he stared at the lights on the ship for a long time without moving. Listening to the joyous chatter in my ears, blood kept dripping between Cui Zhan's tightly clenched finger bones, which looked like the first blooming red plums on the snow. Until the first ray of morning wind passed over Junba's thin shoulders, everyone was shocked to find that the young man's black hair was like a waterfall. Overnight, everything turned white Demining: *International practice, sweet and sour flavored crematorium + robbery, strong men and weak women, hatred of sea and love, abuse of both women and men. *The reason why the male protagonist had his bones broken and his tendons broken was because the female protagonist had killed her husband during the wedding night. *The male protagonist has a male supporting role, the female pretends to be dead, he *The male protagonist has no real wife and no white moonlight *Some cool but not much educated bad guy *#licking a song to say goodbye and still love you# The next book with the same flavor is "Did Tan Hwa Lang go to the crematorium today?" Yu Wen did all sorts of extraordinary things for Tan Hwa Lang. Today I will give you a peach blossom fan, and tomorrow I will ask for a concentric lock. With a blazing sincerity in my hands, I can only see the gentleman who is graceful, unshakable in poverty and humbleness, and as clear as autumn water, and I can no longer see anyone else. Until that day, she was splashed with tea stains. Yu Wen, who was soaked all over, stood in the cold wind. Before she could say anything, the concubine was already crying with a pale face, feeling aggrieved. As usual, everyone blamed Yu Wen without asking the truth. They scolded Miss Yu for being a bully and abominable, and in an instant, the whole world stood against her. The young man in the crimson court uniform stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a fairy, watching from the wall. But she spoke in a cold and deep voice, "Dongyue, apologize." The tight string in Yu Wen's mind suddenly broke. So she broke the jade flute he gave her in public, resolutely accepted the marriage certificate from the Hou Mansion, and made a new love; Tanhua Lang, who had always been arrogant, was not willing to be outdone. He tore up the love fan with a cold face and turned around to make a covenant with another girl. I thought fate ended here. Unexpectedly, on the wedding night, Jiang Youbai led his troops into her wedding hall. The soul is in the golden phoenix tent, and the blood is splashed on the mandarin duck pillow. That night, the bed curtains were gloomy, the red candles were weeping, and the pillow quilt was cold. The young man in armor leaned down and wiped away the tears from her cheeks little by little with his cool fingers. Before leaving, he only left behind a silhouette and six words, "Dongyue, you must atone for your sins." From then on, the legitimate daughter of the Yu family, who had no fingers in the spring water, became a slave in the palace who was as low as a piece of grass and could be bullied by everyone. … When Yu Wen woke up, he looked at the person beside his pillow. The emperor's long eyebrows go into his temples, his eyebrows are trimmed and his lips are thin, and he has a face that is no different from the one in the dream. For a moment, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave ... How could they get entangled with each other again? In the harem, the emperor shows favor to his maid every night, and only one of the three thousand will be chosen. But no one knew that the cramped and dark dragon bed was her deepest nightmare. Whenever Jiang Youbai forced her to speak in her ear, she bit her lip and only said "Thank you, Lord, for your kindness." The man's knuckles on his thin waist tightened slightly. The lights of the Manna Hall stay on all night long. … That day, the emperor and empress got married. Yu Wen was dressed in plain clothes and looked up at the pure and perfect blue on the horizon. The wind and clouds have dispersed, and the past has become empty. The soles of her feet were scorching with heat, and the fire was like a tongue, licking the hem of her skirt. "Dongyue!" Yu Wen spread his arms, as if he hadn't seen the tall figure coming towards him, and jumped down from the altar. After a long time, Yu Wen lived a peaceful and undisturbed life. I only heard that the emperor who overlooked the world and was so high above him was crazy. Every time he woke up from the long cold night, he would paint the soul-calling flags with blood, hang them in the Golden Palace, and order the monks to chant sutras continuously. Twelve pagodas with dense eaves were erected on the outskirts of the city. Huge sums of money were spent to dig through the entire dragon vein and create thousands of caves for worship. And deep in the cave, there is only a woman's old clothes. The man knelt in front of the Buddha all night, cut out the blood from his heart with his own hands, and burned incense with the blood. After the smoke cleared, he opened his eyes. The sky is full of gods and Buddhas, but no old friends are smiling. Jiang Youbai lay on his back, as embarrassed as a beggar, with a face as gray as white jade. Blood flowed from his lips, and he stared at the shapeless smoke in the void for a long time. His long sword-like eyebrows suddenly tightened, and he coughed and laughed softly. ... How resolute is your heart until death? Your soul never comes to sleep. - #After many times of looking forward to the return of old friends from the previous life, it ended up being the sin of peach blossom# #I will never think about you, don't think about me# The heroine Yu Wen, whose courtesy name is Dongyue, has double cs and is about to be raped and plundered + crematorium. - Dare to love and dare to hate, the beautiful and strong female protagonist vs. The paranoid and highly intelligent male protagonist who was tortured into a lunatic. The male protagonist looks like a flower on a high mountain but is dark and scheming on the inside. He fakes a marriage, does not marry a wife, and has a harem in name only. International practice is to abuse women first and then men. The heroine escapes. Double high self-esteem, double c and double junior * I am happy to win, and happy to lose. Purpose: As a woman, you must control your own destiny