Mi Xiaochong and Gu Xiaogu are two spiritual beings born of Heaven and Earth. Ever since the world began, they have been together like twins. At first, they were simply two stones lying close together on the shore of the Eastern Sea. Through the unknowable ages as the sun and moon rose in the east and set in the west, they absorbed the essence of Heaven and Earth...
The Old Man Under the Moon smiled with an innocent, harmless air, but the little immortals only grew more nervous and backed away a few more steps. He decided they had no sense of teamwork at all, so he put on a stern face, pretended to scold them, gave each of them a good dressing-down, confiscated the stolen goods, and triumphantly returned to his Matchmaking Palace, leaving three teary-eyed little immortals behind who didn't dare make a sound...
I'll write an extra chapter for this story first. The main story can wait until later~
(*^__^*) Hehe...
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A concubine-born daughter = an uncaring father and mother + a crooked heart + waiting to be sold to the highest bidder
What kind of logic is that?
What should a concubine-born daughter really be like?
Timid? Pretentious? Scheming?
Actually, none of that matters.
She has a formidable, ambitious father. Though he was born to a concubine and wasn't favored by his own father, he worked hard and taught himself, passing the provincial and palace exams before entering government service. He even kept his well-connected principal wife and concubine under control while they shared his bed and gave birth to her.
If Tang Manchun had been a man, she probably would have followed the same path.
But she is an unfavored concubine-born daughter.
Tang Manchun has spent half her life in bad luck. She was a nun who chanted scriptures, a maid who served others, and then was forced to become a dowry concubine. After finally outliving the master and his principal wife, she was forced to spend half her life looking after their orphaned children, exhausting herself with worry and hard work.
When she opened her eyes once again, she found herself back at the age of ten, facing the prospect of being sent to a nunnery by her legal mother
Having lived a second life, Tang Manchun clenched her teeth and swore: She would never get trapped in this dead end again!
It's quite interesting, but that's all it is.
Come here, Dian Mao. If you dare to let it go like this, you'll be dead.