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After playing "The White Moonlight of Powerful Ministers" and successfully conquering the most difficult and most powerful official, Lu Xianzui, Xu Luming finally got tired of playing the game and quietly ran away.
After three years of waiting, she had almost forgotten about the game, but she still had strange dreams every night.
Either she dreamed of a stunningly beautiful actress from back then who insisted on pestering her to sleep with her, or she dreamed of a high-spirited young general trying to trick her into kissing her, or even a nine-thousand-year-old barging into her boudoir at night to watch the moon with her.
Just admiring the moon is admiring the moon. Why are you opening your collar so wide? !
There are also the most favored princes of the Hou family, the traitorous ministers who hold all the power in the government, and even the minister of Dali Temple who is not close to women, all come to join in the fun...
But she had so many dreams, but she didn't have one about the most difficult to conquer, the chief auxiliary husband, Lu Xianzuo.
Sure enough, he had the least affection for himself.
Another night of dreaming, she was actually dragged back into the game.
She didn't know whether it was because her body wasn't used to the game or something else, but she actually felt like retching, but she didn't care.
Damn it, she couldn't find the button to exit the game and had to find a way back quickly.
What frightened her even more was that she found that her belly was getting bigger day by day.
And I don't even know who the child's father is.
She immediately bought abortion pills to have an abortion, and when she was walking on the road to go back for abortion, she suddenly saw a magnificent carriage stop, and a hand with sharp bones opened the curtain.
Before Xu Luming could see who it was, the next moment the owner of these hands held her wrists tightly, almost breaking her wrist bones.
She met a man with frosty silver hair and a pair of terrifyingly red eyes. It was Lu Xianzuo, the cheap man she had never dreamed of.
She only heard him murmuring: "It's not a dream, it's mine."
"You're finally back -"
Before Xu Luming could figure out everything, he was forcibly brought back to the mansion. The news that the chief assistant's late wife, who had been missing for eight years and was still two months pregnant, had been recovered instantly spread throughout the imperial capital.
That night, what greeted Xu Luming was not the congratulations of everyone, but the people she had attacked all brought "love tokens" to recognize the father of the child in her belly.
Xu Luming:...? !
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Xu Luming later dreamed about how Lu Xianzuo had spent the eight years since she had disappeared.
The strange white candle sheds tears, and the dark room is filled with her portraits. Every frown and every frown is full of twisted charm, making it more and more terrifying.
He held her memorial tablet in his arms and watched as he held a dagger to his heart without hesitation and poured out his heart's blood to warm her soul. For eight years, he tried to call her back day and night.
Finally, he succeeded, but she became more and more indifferent to him. Those scum also shamelessly seduced her and wanted their children to recognize thieves as their fathers.
That night, he held his pregnant wife in front of his knees, opened his clothes for her to admire and even get her hands on, and took out one after another of the same boudoir gadgets for her to try on him.
He bit her ear and coaxed: "Hey, even though my husband is twelve years older than you, he is still better than them all."
"Play with me as much as you want, and I will teach you how to be my husband."
Intention: Learn to love and be loved in the process of getting along with each other.