In her previous life, her father, who usually doted on her the most, suddenly changed his attitude, and Rong Yu was forcibly sent to get married. She didn't want to die on the road because she was too sick.
After Rong Yu's death, his soul lingered and he drifted back to his old capital, only to find that the person on the throne had changed.
The national preceptor Xu Huaihe was sitting above thousands of people, and all the ministers knelt down to worship your majesty. No one objected to him killing the emperor and ascending the throne to proclaim himself emperor.
Rong Yu was greatly shocked.
So after her rebirth, she made up her mind to cling to this ascetic flower of the mountains.
She used many clumsy tricks, but the other party actually responded. It wasn't until she was pushed against the corner of the carriage, her slender fingers lifted up her skirt, and she was forced to raise her neck and whimper, that she realized that Xu Huaihe's abstinence was false, but his lust for pleasure was true, and he especially loved to stimulate her.
On the eve of the wedding, Rong Yu quietly slipped out of the princess's mansion and climbed on the wall of the Imperial Preceptor's mansion, hoping to secretly meet Xu Huaihe.
Then she saw that the person who had angered her a few days ago was lying at Xu Huaihe's feet, with blood dripping from his neck.
The Imperial Master, who was known as a cold gentleman, lowered his head, slowly wiped the blood from his fingers, and stretched out his hand towards her:
"Your Highness, have you seen enough?"
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Xu Huaihe has been coveting Princess Zhaohua for a long time.
He originally wanted to imprison Rong Yu by his side after he got the throne back, but before he could clear all the obstacles, she bumped into him, whispering in his arms that she had sprained her foot and needed him to take her back to her home.
Xu Huaihe thought that since she liked a cold gentleman, it was not impossible for him to pretend to be a gentleman for the rest of his life.
But she still saw the hidden side of him.
If that's the case, then he doesn't have to put away his fangs and be mean anymore——
She couldn't escape anyway.
*The frail, delicate, innocent princess × Shirokiri, a cold-blooded and crazy master
Intention: Exchange sincerity for sincerity