Chongxiwujianniang

Yan Jingheng, the cruel, bloodthirsty and murderous left-hand governor of the Inspectorate, was enshrined as Marquis of Yong'an by his superiors because he saved the prince two years ago, resulting in his legs being disabled and suffering from serious illnesses. Now he is so angry that he will not survive this winter. The Holy Spirit took pity on him and said that he had not yet married a wife, so he had to give him a wife for the Yan family no matter what, so he specially granted a marriage. Everyone in the government and in the government covered their mouths and laughed. Isn't this a sign of joy? Just when the civil and military officials of the court were waiting for the Marquis Yong'an, who had mastered many things against them, to die, they didn't expect that he could actually go to court in a wheelchair! I originally wanted to set up a trap to make Yong'an Hou die on the way to the expedition, but unexpectedly he recovered from his injuries, and even his legs, which had been disabled for many years, were healed. Until a graceful woman wearing armor pointed at them with a spear. "Are you the ones bullying my husband?" Then they looked at the resolute Yong'an Hou in disbelief, covering his chest and coughing twice, "Of course, help me." No one knew that Yan Jingheng was the first person Mu Ran saw after being buried in a pile of ruins and dying. That person's phoenix eyes were as vast as the stars and the sea. You are the sharpest weapon in my life, and I am the strongest fortress behind you. The upright girl carries a big knife and the sinister prince pretends to be sick Strong alliance series, 1V1, double clean ＊＊Preview of "After Rebirth, Marrying the Beautiful Sick Master"＊＊ The Wen family has been loyal for generations, and has guarded the frontier for Dali for decades with a golden feather army. Wen Jing grew up in the military camp with her father, brother, and grandfather since she was a child. Unexpectedly, due to a prophecy made by the Imperial Master, he was summoned to the capital and trapped within the palace wall. He pressed against the wall every day and listened to the news from the other side. The elder brother was captured. Father was killed in action. Grandpa was framed for collaborating with the enemy and treason. Even the entire Jin Yu Army was exiled, killed, and sent to become medicine men... That night Wen Jing, wearing a filial piety shirt and white flowers on her head, held a spear and killed everyone in the palace. It was windy and rainy, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. Until the end, her eyes were devastated, she dragged the half-broken spear head and stood in front of the Astrology Pavilion where the Imperial Master lived and hanged herself. I thought I would die like this carrying the infamy of slaughtering the Imperial City at night. When I opened my eyes, I was transported back to the year when I was fourteen, when wildflowers bloomed in the northwest frontier. Master Imperial Master, didn't you say that the northwest would be in turmoil because of a woman like me, shaking the foundation of the imperial court? In the thirteenth year of the Ming Dynasty, Mr. Astrology filled the box with ninety-nine and eighty-one mahogany boxes tied with big red flowers. "Jing Jing, I'm here today to ask to marry you, the Imperial Preceptor!" Intention: The intersection of souls does not require any pretense!