When Azheng, the outer room, crawled out of the sewage ditch in the capital, the first thing she saw was Cheng Jinxiu's long legs under her robe.
He was wearing a python robe, a jade belt, and a golden crown. He should have been at the ceremony for the conferment of the queen.
Cheng Jinxiu held Azheng's soft waist with one hand, and the dirty water flowed into his sleeves, but he didn't mind the smell: "If you dare to run away, I will let you die."
Azheng looked at Cheng Jinxiu's purple and swollen lips bitten by her, held back tears, and bit open the poison sac hidden under his tongue: "After I die, spread my ashes outside the city, okay?"
The aunt raised by the tyrant Cheng Jinxiu when he was the prince died.
The outer room is charming and submissive, accepting everything.
When she was alive, Cheng Jinxiu showed no mercy to her and worked night and night, wanting to eat her bones and her flesh.
After her death, Cheng Jinxiu's hair turned gray overnight. He cut the bodies of those who had bullied and humiliated her into pieces, crushing their bones and scattering ashes.
Later, he led his army to attack Mobei and eventually died of exhaustion.
Yuan Zheng, the leader of the Mobei grassland, got a stunningly handsome man with particularly attractive white hair, which was as elegant as an immortal.
This handsome man couldn't remember his last name, but he was paranoid and surly. He only recognized Yuan Zheng as his savior, and he was obedient to her and was inseparable from her.
Yuan Zheng: "I want the moon in the sky."
The beautiful man took the snow water and melted it in his palm, and a full moon appeared in his palm.
Yuan Zheng: "I want the life of that tyrant Cheng Jinxiu."
The next day, the handsome man walked into the king's tent, holding a jar in his hand: "This slave has crushed the bones of his master's enemies and raised them to ashes."
In the dead of night, Yuan Zheng fell into the arms of a beautiful man and raised his chin: "Anu, who am I?"
The handsome man lowered his eyebrows and massaged Yuan Zheng's ankle obediently: "You are my master."
Copy deposited on 30/06/2022.
Intention: Life can be taken lightly, but head cannot be lowered
