Prime Minister's Country Wife

A straight shot, profit comes first. The village woman Lan Xiuniang, a village woman in Huashu Village, got married seven years ago, but the man ran away. Run away = dead, just find another one. She took her son and prepared to remarry, but she didn't expect that her husband who was supposed to die came back to life. Lan Xiuniang looked at him in his colorful robe and crane cloak. He was handsome and handsome, but his face was a little pale. Seven years was too long, so long that Lan Xiuniang almost forgot the face of this dog. She turned around and left, but he grabbed her wrist. Dog Man: "Do you really want to remarry?" Xiu Niang: "Yes." "Then I..." "Go wherever you come." "Wait." "What else is there?" "Since we are old friends, it shouldn't be too much to give you a glass of wedding wine." "Whatever." On the day of her remarriage, the bridal chamber was filled with flowers and candles, and the whole night was chaotic. Lan Xiuniang looked at the doggy man next to her with hatred. Mei Qingchen: "I'm sorry." Lan Xiuniang: "I*#" Clip after going to Beijing: Now that she is the wife of the prime minister, Lan Xiuniang naturally has to socialize with many noble ladies. After Lan Xiuniang observed it, she found that this kind of gathering was no different from the gossipy and gossipy aunties at the entrance of her village, except that they spoke more politely. Who is taking concubines, who has precious jewelry, and whose man has been promoted. Lan Xiuniang felt bored. She was not interested in anything they said. Mei Qingchen did not take concubines and would contribute the best jewelry to her every month. There was no room for advancement in her position. The Prime Minister's wife, who had always rarely spoken, suddenly said: "It's boring to talk about these things. Let's talk about something interesting. For example, how long have you been a man? Do you have many tricks? How often?" Mei Qingchen in the next room was drinking tea with a group of colleagues. When he returned home, Mei Qingchen suppressed his blush and said: Lan Xiuniang, who allows you to talk about this in front of outsiders! ———————————— Please collect the pre-released article "Fuck your scumbag wife after rebirth" [Please collect it! Sang Qian: Sang Qian has been in a relationship since she was a child. She admires him very much and is willing to do anything for him. Her fiancé was holding her hand affectionately. "My dear, dearest, I feel sorry for you to temporarily marry Yan Linfu. If you don't want to, he won't touch you. When I make a comeback, I will marry you openly." "But..." "But what? Brother Linfu, I know it well. A gentleman with a clear jade background and a snow-covered face will treat you well even if there is no relationship between husband and wife." "But..." But the first time he met Yan Linfu, he threw her into the water and almost drowned her. "Okay, no buts." Her fiancé gently hugged her into his arms. Sang Chang's nose lingered with the man's light fragrance, enjoying the beautiful man's tenderness and coaxing: "Okay." On the second day after the wedding, at three o'clock in the morning, Sang Qian held her waist and got out of bed tremblingly. She wanted to cry but had no tears. That was not the case. Yan Linfu was not a gentleman at all! Yan Linfu: Yan Linfu had been a gentleman all his life, but when his wife betrayed him for her lover, the city was destroyed and people died. The Yan family's century-old reputation was ruined by him, and he died undeservedly. After his death, he was reborn before Sang Qian married him. His first sentence was: "Kill Sang Qian." —— One day after marriage. Sang Qian was hiding in the lotus pond drinking. When she was half drunk and half awake, she saw an immortal with beautiful divine grace and beautiful trees in Yaolin. The immortal asked: "Why are you crying?" Sang Qian leaned into the immortal's arms with drunken eyes: "My sin, I seem to have fallen in love with two men. Am I too passionate?" The immortal wiped away her tears, "You were just blinded and didn't recognize who you really wanted." "Then, what if you want both?" "... It's not unsolvable." Yan Linfu (immortal)'s eyes are full of gloomy energy. He has tempted her for so long and still thinks about the blessings of the whole family. Then do it, if you can't kill her! Sang Qian looked at the immortal's movements and wondered: Why are you taking off your belt? Is it this way? ? ? Intention: Love has its own will