After Dressing up as a Real Daughter, He Goes to HE with a Fake Daughter

Jiang Wendong dressed up as a real daughter in an ancient novel. In the original book, after the real daughter returns to the palace as a cousin, her father doesn't care for her, her mother doesn't love her, the old lady doesn't like her, and her concubine sister frames her. Jealous, she was always against the fake daughter, and she did everything possible to frame him. As a result, the fake daughter was unscathed under the protection of everyone, and even climbed up a high branch to marry General Yunhui. The real daughter dragged her body to guard the dilapidated Duke's mansion and died in depression. - Jiang Wendong, who had gone through the book, reviewed the plot and hugged the fake daughter's thigh without hesitation. From then on, Wen Dong's rainbow fart flew up—— Today I praise my sister for being so beautiful, tomorrow I praise her for being considerate, and the day after tomorrow I send her the brown sugar water I stewed... However, it seemed that all the rainbow farts she took were on the horse's legs, and the fake daughter looked at her more and more wrongly. Wen Dong, who flattered and amassed money at the same time, felt threatened by the death of the fake daughter, so he ran away with the gold and silver overnight. But he was caught by the fake daughter Ye Fuhan. Ye Fuhan circled the person in the corner of the city wall and said in a hoarse voice with a trace of panic: Do I allow you to run away? Under the night, Jiang Wendong looked at Ye Fuhan, who was wearing a snow-white pajama loosely on her body, with a confused look on her face. Her eyes fell on the open neckline of the pajamas. It was flat! - Later, on the long street of the capital, Wen Dong met Quhan, who was wearing black armor and a scarlet cloak and riding a bloody horse. There were soldiers holding knives and chasing people away: Don't block General Yunhui's way. Wen Dong heard the soldiers' urging and moved a little further to the street. She was pushed and crowded, and she staggered a few steps and couldn't stand still. Fu Han rode up to Wen Dong's side, leaned over and stretched out his hand towards her. He smiled brightly in his eyes: Get on the horse! 1.1V1, HE 2. The whole text is fictitious and has private settings. 3. Easy daily writing 4. It's a romance, with the male protagonist dressed as a woman, and later the male protagonist dressed as a man. —————————————————————— The next book is "Returning to the Plot Line after Widowhood". Lin Qingwu passed through the book and became the control group in the article "The Little Princess the Group Loves". He was not favored and bullied since childhood. When she grew up, she was forced to marry into an enemy country, was bullied and imprisoned, and soon died. "!!!" Qingwu: I just died once, I don't want to die again! She worked hard to change the status quo, strive to build a good relationship with everyone, and finally happily married the handsome and beautiful young prime minister. Just when she thought she had escaped the death ending of the original book, the plot took a turn for the worse - a handsome young man suddenly died of an illness, and Pei's iron cavalry approached the border. The new Emperor Pei sent envoys to negotiate and exchanged Princess Changning for border peace. After experiencing a near-miss in the palace, the aging Emperor Lin grieved and agreed to send Qingwu to Pei for marriage. - The moment Pei Yuanan stepped out of the capital of Pei Kingdom, he was as gray as a dead tree, and nothing could cause his mood to fluctuate anymore. Until that person with a bright smile and Yan Ruochaohua lied to him again and again, he still wanted to stay by her side. But like others, she finally chose to abandon him, leaving him alone in the endless and dark abyss. He doesn't want anything, as long as she can be by his side. Even if she will complain, even if she will hate. Even if he will die, he will die together. * In the palace without a trace of light, before Lin Qingwu opened her eyes, someone hugged her from behind, resting his chin on the crook of her neck, rubbing her ear and temples and whispering: Awu, please, love me more... Concept: see the essence through phenomena