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On Xu Zhiyu's first wedding night, when firecrackers were going off, she grabbed the embroidery scissors on the table, stabbed the squire in the abdomen with the scissors, and escaped from Xiangjun in the dark.
Her second wedding, through a hijab made of rough red cloth and burning candles all night, did not make her full of joy.
The third time she got married, she ran away.
Getting married is boring.
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It is often said in the Lingnan area that people only hear about the jade-faced Mrs. Xu, but not about Fengyang Tanhualang.
No one knows Mrs. Xu's past.
At that time, she was only seventeen years old, and she had a heroic complex common among girls all over the world. She wanted to give him the best part of herself, a winged bird, a twig, a husband and wife, and a lotus. They could live together forever with one heart and one mind.
Five years after Xu Zhiyu married into the Shen family, she was divorced for no reason and thrown out of the house with her baggage.
She wiped away her tears, got up with a slink, put her hands on her hips and shouted at the carved lacquer door: "Remember, it's not that he doesn't want me, it's me, Xu Zhiyu, who divorced him! In this life, if you want me to look back, that's impossible!"
In this world, she wants to keep her peace, but she wants to stir up the storm. She wants to stand high enough and be big enough, so high that no one can easily shake her, so high that she can guard Lingnan alone.
She wants the person who framed her in the past to confess her confession in person, and prove that she is innocent in front of all the people and officials, and in front of His Highness Xuanxuanlong.
The bright moon wakes up in the sky, smiling in the wind and falling red.
Intention: Self-reliance and self-reliance, not afraid of difficulties and obstacles
