Little Luo

On Xin Luo's eighteenth birthday, a man rolled into her yard. The man was dressed in shabby clothes and had a broken leg, but he could not conceal his noble and handsome appearance. The moment Xin Luo approached, he clamped his grip on her neck, his eyes dark, and he almost choked her to death. Xin Luo took care of him and treated his broken leg. He didn't smile often, his brows were gloomy, and he only occasionally spoke to her. But she was very happy: he came from outside. She had never been outside or talked to anyone outside. She sat next to him and asked: "Is the world big?" He played with her green snake and glanced at her: "Nothing." One night, officers and soldiers surrounded the courtyard. The man put on a black gold python robe, looked down at her condescendingly, and wanted to take her to Beijing. Only then did she find out that he was the second son of the emperor of Dayue, King Su Wei Qi, who was more noble than the king of Wujiang. Xin Luo didn't dare to take a step: she was the imprisoned disaster star and could not leave here. Wei Qi sneered, cuffed her wrist, and walked past everyone who was kneeling in obeisance: "I want to take you away, who dares to stop me?" ＊ Xin Luo followed Wei Qi back to Prince Su's Mansion. The people in the mansion were both envious and resentful, saying that this lowly Wujiang woman had bewitched King Su, so that King Su would reward her with the glory and wealth that countless people dreamed of, and even planned to take her as a concubine. But Xin Luo didn't like Prince Su's Mansion, and she didn't want to marry Wei Qi: She originally thought that Wei Qi wanted to take her into the world, but she didn't expect that he wanted to seize her into his palm. On the day of her wedding, Xin Luo ran away, met a kind-hearted person on the road, and was taken to a mansion to stay overnight. In the middle of the night, she suddenly woke up and saw Wei Qi standing tall, his eyes dark and blazing, and the edge of his sword like a glimmer of ice. He approached her and pinched her cheek with his long blood-stained fingers: "Little witch, where are you trying to hide from me?" ＊ In the beginning, the world was so big that it could only fit in the palm of his hand. In the end, the world is not as big as her small heart. ＊ Food guide: 1. 1V1, sc, HE, tsundere, evil mad dog x simple and tough white flower. 2. The whole text is fictitious, with a sweet and sour taste and emotional flow (a slight plot, the plot is childish), there are plots of rape and the male protagonist chasing his wife, but the male protagonist is not a legal coffee, and will be manipulated by the female bishop. If you want to be a legal coffee / don't like rape / who like serious tactics, it is recommended to close it. The good Samaritan in the copywriting is a 24K pure bad guy. 3. All genuine readers are equal, so don't quarrel. You can scold Wei 2, but please don't scold Nvge, other readers and authors. I will read the comment section, but I may not be able to reply in time or may miss it. Thank you for your likes. 4. The cover is a draft of a character designed by a female goose. Thanks to the painter @, the design was made by a relative and friend @AceHimNo. [Pre-release of "Pretending to Be Good": Reunion after a long separation/Two-way secret love/Shadow difference] In Tang Li's eyes, Zhou Ye is perverse, unruly, and has an unbreakable backbone. He is the emperor who rules the arena and the center of attention. And she was unknown, insignificant, a firefly with a weak glow - he would not like her. But now, she didn't bring any luggage and was about to live with Zhou Ye. - In Zhou Ye's eyes, Tang Li was warm and sweet, like soft and warm snow that melted into people's hearts. It was so cold that it made his heart itch, and it made him anxious. And he was wild and untamable, with ulterior motives, a cheetah waiting for an opportunity - she wouldn't like him. So what? He has missed her torturously for eight years, wouldn't he be able to pretend to be good for a moment? - Later, he pressed his lips against her trembling eyelashes and listened to her broken whispers and broken sobs. Only then did he realize that she loved being naughty. Tsk. Why did he pretend for so long? Concept: Love is mutual respect and understanding.