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Fake cold love, true love for his wife, the prime minister × a young painter who loves sweets and pursues dreams
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Everyone laughs at Song Youning, who is the most ridiculous newlywed in Beijing.
I married my sister to a powerful and cold-hearted prime minister.
On the wedding night, the red candles burned until dawn, and she was the only one in the house from beginning to end.
For several days, the husband avoided seeing her and never set foot in the new house.
Everyone knows why.
He pretends to be someone else in his heart. This marriage is a constraint for him, but for her, it is just a chess piece casually filled in in the game between the two families.
Her parents thought she was embarrassed, there were constant rumors in the capital, and she lived alone in the huge Marquis mansion.
No one knew her mood, so she painted every day.
There is always a strange young man in the painting, a passer-by whom she met by chance when she was young.
However, the one-time relationship became the only moment of freedom that she could think about when she was trapped in a deep house.
She thought that they would never meet again in this life, until that day when she glanced at the corridor, her husband, whom she had never met before, was standing in the light and shadow, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, and his figure was as old as before.
It turned out that the person in the painting she had been describing year after year was actually her legitimate husband in this ridiculous marriage, Lu Feichen.
However, before she could clarify her thoughts, she was involved in the turbulent chaos in the capital with this sudden and nowhere-to-place heartbeat.
A strange corpse, a mysterious case of poisonous insects, royal secrets... How should she solve the problem?
❤️Small theater:
One day, Song Youning was holding her chin, thinking about her future situation in the Prime Minister's Mansion, when she suddenly didn't notice the movement behind her.
"Do you like almond cake?"
Song Youning's breath was stagnant, and he raised his head blankly, meeting a pair of ice-black eyes.
The pastry crumbs at the corner of his mouth were stroked away by his slender thumb, and Song Youning subconsciously stretched out his tongue to lick the remaining warmth there.
The powerful man behind him had his eyes darkened, and he gently stroked the soft cheek in his palm with his fingertips.
"From tomorrow onwards, I will send a box of almond cake to Madam every day."
"As you command, Prime Minister."
The nanny waiting outside the pavilion lowered her eyebrows and closed her eyes, for fear of disturbing the beautiful couple in front of her and touching the adult's back.
Song Youning tilted his head.
The adult's lips were straight, but his heart was about to beat out of his chest: "Otherwise... Let's have two boxes, no, three boxes."
Song Youning was shocked: My husband doesn't love me, but he still wants to support me to death? !
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♡Warm reminder:
1. This article is a 1v1 cookie, there is no nonsense, only sweetness, wives who don't like it should beware.
2. Try to update it every day, and update it with the list after it is listed, so that the volume is large and the management is full.
Intention: Use dreams as horses
