Marriage Fraud

Little angel passing by, please give me advance notice for the column "The Second Ancient Words" The Zhou family is a well-known philanthropic family in the county. The eldest son of the Zhou family has been ill for a long time. Recently, there has been a sudden rumor that he wants to find a girl with the destiny of "giving birth to a son in a coffin" to bring happiness to him. On this day, Jiang and his master set up a fortune-telling stall in front of the coffin shop, waiting for a rabbit all day, and finally saw a "big gray rabbit" before dark. The man stood in front of the stall, wearing a gray and blue shawl covering his face. In the dim light, his appearance could not be distinguished clearly. He doesn't count his fortune, but he wants to make a business deal when he opens his mouth. Jiang waved his hand very principledly, "I will not do anything that harms people's lives!" "What if it's about making money?" The man chuckled, "The eldest son of the Zhou family is not going to die soon. You marry him to celebrate his death. When he dies, half of the wealth will belong to you." "According to this, I marry into the Zhou family and wait for my husband to get rich and die in the coffin?" Jiang also raised a bright smiling face, but unfortunately he couldn't see the other person's expression. When Jiang married into the Zhou family very smoothly, in the unknown dark corner, the Zhou family members with their own ulterior motives were waiting for her to be "deceived" into the family. As everyone knows, when a mantis stalks a cicada, there is a yellow bird behind it. But... Who said that the eldest son is elegant, handsome, and brilliant? Stepping into the bed, the shadow of the candle is deep. "I told you before, there is no good person in the Zhou family." "What about you?" The man suddenly approached and said in a low voice, both wild and restrained, "I am particularly bad!" The light and shadow overlapped, Jiang Huan's fingertips followed his sliding Adam's apple down, and his voice was as soft as a sigh, "To each other." She came to Zhou's house to collect the coffin. ———— Another column of the column "Blue Flower Burning" is being updated Yanbei was defeated, and the Feng family surrendered to the enemy. Overnight, notices to capture the remnants were posted all over the streets of Yan State. Zhou Zhaoyan, the seventh son of the emperor, was ordered to come to Yanbei to clean up the battlefield. He had a reputation for killing, and the gods and ghosts were not close to him. Feng Qingran, who had just escaped, knew nothing about this and ran into his hands. * Breaking the silence, Feng Qingran knelt down in front of the couch. The cold gray color of the man's pajamas seemed inhumane, but the voice pressing against her ear was hoarse and hot. "I only see one person tonight, should she stay or you?" Separated by a curtain, the maid who came to sleep was waiting for her. * People who know him well say that Master Qi is ignorant of emotions and desires, and it is absolutely impossible for him to have a relationship with the daughter of a guilty minister. Zhou Zhaoyan laughed it off. More than just being related, he wished he could be entangled with her for the rest of his life. Concept: The moss flowers are as small as rice, and we should also imitate the blooming of peonies.