Orion's Little Golden Bough

After Ruan Zhen had a big dream, she got a glimpse of the future. In order to avoid ending up in a foreign land, she packed up her small baggage and ran away that night. And managed to get lost in the mountains, lost his money, sprained his foot, and completely lost his ability to move. Just when she was desperate, a hunter from the mountain passed by and picked her up and took her home. Ruan Zhen lay on Orion's back and blushed: This man is a bit handsome! In order not to be driven back, Ruan Zhen tried her best to stay at Orion's house. However, Orion seemed to dislike contact with people. Seeing Ruan Zhen recover from her injuries, he immediately wanted to send her away. Ruan Zhen was about to cry, biting her lip and looking at Orion. Orion was unmoved: "My status is low, and you will only be wronged if you stay." Ruan Zhen quickly said without hesitation: "I am poor and useless, and I am a perfect match for you." Orion looked at her deeply, turned around and walked out the door. Only then did Ruan Zhen, who was belatedly aware of the implications of his words, blush. I never said anything about driving her away again. Ruan Zhen was able to stay as she wished. * However, not long after, Ruan Zhen's brother found her traces, broke into the house with a group of people, and kidnapped Ruan Zhen back. Her brother threatened Orion's life and forced her to marry the prince of the enemy country. Ruan Zhen agreed. * The royal wedding is grand and extravagant. Ruan Zhen placed the wooden bracelet given to her by Orion on her heart, turned around and quietly held the sharp golden hairpin in her hand. The hijab was opened, and the golden hairpin was about to stab the person, but Ruan Zhen was stunned. The two looked at each other, dumbfounded. Ruan Zhen was shocked: "Why are you here?" Wei Orion Prince Yuan asked: "Why are you here?" The two looked at each other's happy clothes, and the answer was ready to come out. "So the crown prince of Yue Kingdom is you??!" "... It turns out that Princess Ruan is you." Looking at each other in silence, the two of them suddenly remembered the ridiculous scene of each other pretending to be poor when they were on the mountain. It was hard to accept it for a while. Ruan Zhen looked at the dragon pattern exclusive to the Crown Prince on his body and said with difficulty: "... Low status?" Wei Yuan looked at the golden hairpin in her hand with complicated eyes: "You are both poor and useless?" ​ #Gan! On our wedding night, my husband and I both fell off our horses# ​#The second marriage, I opened my hijab and found that the groom was actually my ex-husband# [I cried·I pretended·Gentle and charming little beauty×Flowers belong to you·You belong to me·Cold-faced and warm-hearted handsome young man] [Take a look] 1. There are fake plots in Chapters 13 and 14. If you are interested in this, just skip it. 2. Has a deputy CP role 3. This article has turned on 50% anti-theft. Coding is not easy, please support the genuine version~ *The cover was drawn by a wife from Bishui, thank you for your permission! ------New article is being serialized------ "There is something wrong with His Royal Highness" [No matter how fierce I am, I will cry to you × No matter how much I run errands, I will interrupt you] Shen Man married into the East Palace, and within a few days of enjoying her happiness, she was implicated by the dog prince and her family was ruined. Even Shen Man himself was killed in the wilderness by Xiang Chengyun. After returning from rebirth, Shen Man made up his mind to stay away from this madman, so he packed up his small bag and planned to run away that night. * She sneaked to the door, and just as she was about to open the door, a voice suddenly stopped her: "It's so late, where are you going?" Shen Man turned around stiffly and saw Xiang Chengyun looking at her leisurely. She looked timid: "I... Want to bask in the moon." Xiang Chengyun said meaningfully: "I thought the wife was going to leave her husband and run away." Shen Man's body stiffened, and she almost couldn't keep the weakness on her face. * A few days later, when she heard that Xiang Chengyun was attending a banquet in the palace, Shen Man immediately pulled out her small bundle from under the bed. Humming hummingly, she climbed up the wall. Before she could catch her breath, she heard someone calling her from below: "Madam, don't climb so high. Be careful of falling." Shen Man took a breath and looked down. Xiang Chengyun smiled and waved to her. Shen Man gave him a forced smile, turned around and jumped back to the house expressionlessly. * In the study, Shen Man brought the cakes with added ingredients to the table. Xiang Chengyun was unmoved: "Madam, thank you for your hard work. Madam, please eat first." Shen Man looked concerned: "My husband is tired, please use it first." Xiang Chengyun smiled slightly, "Then I want my wife to feed me personally." Shen Man put down his clenched fists, tried his best to show a shy expression, and picked up a piece of pastry, but heard the guy add in a leisurely manner—— "Feed by mouth." The helpless pastry was instantly crushed to pieces. Shen Man was furious and slammed the table: "I don't care! You must let me go today!!" As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the table under her hand suddenly accelerated and crashed to the side. Crackling—— Rows of bookshelves collapsed. There was even a big hole in the wall at the end, and cold wind poured in violently. Shen Man's heart suddenly had a big hole, the kind of thing that could pull out the cold, so cold that she froze in place, as quiet as a chicken. Xiang Chengyun retracted his hand and said softly: "This thing dares to shock my wife's hand. You deserve to die." After speaking, he looked at Shen Man and slowly smiled at her, "By the way, what were you talking about just now?" Shen Man looked at his twisted and cruel eyes, shivered, quietly retracted her feet, and said calmly: "It's nothing. I was wrong. I won't leave." #I want to escape but I can't escape no matter what# #Help, my ex-husband seems to have picked up the wrong script# Intention: The first meaning of freedom is to shoulder one's own responsibilities