The Rough General and the Delicate Flower

Pre-collection of "The Prince Consort Repented After My Death"/"After Being Defrauded into Marriage"/"My Lovely Wife Can't Escape", columns are available~ Lu Qingan married his wife today - Wen Lianshu. He was born in the palace of the Duke of Fu, and his extraordinary beauty helped him gain the title of heir apparent among his father's concubines. Unfortunately, the city was destroyed. The Duke of Fu led troops to defend against the enemy, and his whole family was captured. The thief general who broke in asked Wen Lianshu several times. His father also hinted to him that he could find another woman, but he only had one life. So Lu Qing'an began to struggle, which one do he want, woman or life? * Wen Lianshu was just tired of the tedious etiquette, but unexpectedly she was knocked unconscious with a handkerchief. In his daze, the familiar voice of his former fiancé sounded as gentle as a dream in his ears: "Lianshu, don't blame me!" "Just stay with him for one night, in exchange for our survival, you will still be my wife afterwards." Wen Lianshu suddenly felt cold all over her body and was wrapped up and sent to Wei Changji's tent. The red candle was not extinguished that night. * Afterwards, he met Wei Changji again at the palace banquet. He was among a group of gentlemen who were sitting calmly, tilting his head, crossing his legs, and pouring wine into his mouth without any form. Wen Lianshu was raised by rules, how could she like his behavior? She looked down on his face, he was too cruel. I dislike his temper, he is too cold. But he is the only hope to get rid of Lu Qingan! I can endure it a little longer as I am in love with Shujue. So when Wei Changji left the table, Wen Lianshu picked up her skirt and followed him. In the deserted palace, Wei Changji finally stopped and looked at her with an unpredictable look. Wen Lianshu took a breath, "Wei, General Wei? I wrote a divorce letter, but they won't let me go. Can you help me?" The man didn't speak for a long time. Wen Lianshu tugged on the jade pendant around his waist, "As a benefit, I can marry you, okay?" Wei Changji said nothing and turned around. He went up the steps and looked at her again, "Come in yet." Wen Lianshu was confused: "Do, what?" Wei Changji closed the door and blocked her lips, "Get some benefits." Later the new emperor asked: "What kind of reward do you want for your meritorious service?" Wei Changji glanced at the female relatives, and his dark eyes fell on Wen Lianshu, whose red lips were too delicate - "I want to marry her." The whole house was in an uproar immediately. [For details on demining, please see Chapter 1, Weibo@xieshu] - Pre-collection of "The Prince Consort Repented After My Death" Yun Nong is the emperor's old daughter, and she has been doted on since she was a child. She likes the new champion Shen Hanzhang. Teenage love is always so vigorous. She studied every article he wrote, copied every copybook, collected every bit of his preferences, and worked hard to learn what he liked. However, there is only one sentence in exchange - "Thanks to the princess's love, I feel like I belong to you." Yun Nong burst into tears, feeling proud of the princess and decided to let go of this fruitless unrequited love. Unexpectedly, fireworks exploded and the North Watchtower was set on fire. In order to save her as a princess, Shen Hanzhang destroyed half of his face. The law states: Anyone who enters an official position must have good facial features. Shen Hanzhang's future is finally over. Her father loved her, but he could not ignore his loyal ministers, so he gave the Shen family two choices: Once her title was taken away, she was driven back to her fiefdom, and was not allowed to enter the capital without an edict. After marrying her as his daughter-in-law, Yun Nong took care of Shen Hanji and was not allowed to make peace with her. The Shen family chose one, and Yun Nong married with guilt. On the night of her wedding, she met Shen Hanzhang. The once magnificent number one scholar was gone. He was slumped and lifeless, "Princess, you should know that I don't like you." Yun Nong nodded, "You are injured because of me. Even if you are not happy, I should still take care of you." In addition, with the dignity of the princess, I will ensure that the Shen family will never decline. As the days passed, she took good care of him. But having nothing to do was a problem for his parents-in-law, so Yun Nong had no choice but to discuss it with him. Shen Hanzhang looked at her for a long time and said, "It's not easy for you and me to be husband and wife, so why should we leave our children to suffer in the middle?" Yun Nong was slightly stunned when he heard this and never mentioned it again. One year later, a cousin of the Shen family married outside. It was rare that Shen Hanzhang came back drunk, hugged her and whispered, "Nongnong, I thought about it, let's have a child too, right?" She was surprised to be sealed with lips for a moment. The wedding ceremony, which was more than six hundred days late, came without warning. After ten months of pregnancy, two people were born. But at the time of difficult delivery, Shen Hanzhang disappeared for a long time. Finally, the Jin Yiwei came to report, "The Shen family's cousin is in labor, and the consort is with her now." As soon as these words came out, Yun Nong vomited blood. On that day, Princess Sui Huan was extinguished in the imperial city, and many days later, a comatose Princess Sui An appeared in her fiefdom. After another three years of this, Shen Hanzhang compiled a geographical chronicle and took his daughter to visit this place. The curious child opened the window and looked out, and suddenly pointed at a woman who was boating and drinking on the opposite side and was surprised: "Dad, look, this person looks like my mother's portrait!" "Don't talk nonsense. Mother can't be mistaken. This young mother will die..." Shen Hanzhang said and turned around. His cherished book fell to the ground and he said in disbelief: "Dense, thick?" Intention: Always be strong, always love.