They Are All in the Crematorium.

I am fragile, pitiful, and have no mother to protect me. But he was struggling, thinking about how to escape from his home that was supposed to be a harbor. My father was honest and loyal in the eyes of the court, but to me, he was self-righteous and arbitrary. To outsiders, my mother was virtuous and gentle, but to me, she was tough and determined to flatten my spirit. I couldn't help but lie on the bed, sighing, how miserable. Just when I was about to leave secretly after more than ten years of humility. My mother took me to burn incense. One wrong step, every wrong step. The villains covered my mouth and nose and took me away from there. Those extremely vicious villains all had blood debts on their hands. Unfortunately, I was only one step away from escaping that suffocating home. How could I give up? With a little temptation, I barely escaped from the villain. It's a pity that I don't know who has such bad intentions that he actually pointed these villains in my direction. The villain was three feet away from me, so I could only turn around and run away. If I knew who it was, I would curse him to have a son without sex. On a rainy day, I ran and stopped, stopped and ran again, and they were getting closer and closer behind me. Finally, I couldn't run anymore, but a carriage appeared in front of me. My sister, who is always gentle but is actually vicious, looked at me and the wheels of the car ran over my fingers. As I was being dragged away, I looked up and rain fell into my eyes. I won't cry. Life is just about ups and downs. I fell into the bottom of my life and was tied up with a rope like an animal. It hurt so much and made me so humble. At this time, a man in white actually descended from the sky, moving with every move, as if he was a hero stepping on colorful clouds to save me. There is no denying that my love brain is very excited. It's okay not to talk about what happens next. When I finally lay in the mud with my last breath, heavy rain still fell from the sky and fell into my eyes. I still won't cry. - - The world-famous Prince Ji Yu never sympathized with such people. Weak and pitiful, like a dodder flower, bullied. He himself is a person who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. Ruthless, decisive, and never exudes unnecessary kindness. But later, there was never that moment that made him so heartbroken that he wanted to go back to the past, even if he was covered in blood, in exchange for her being safe for the rest of his life. ————Advance collection of "Prince Liang's Preparatory Crematorium" —— Cen Lang, the sickly third daughter of the general, had a dream. In the dream, the two families were getting married, and she was married to the King of Liang. King Liang was unparalleled in beauty and talent, and was the most famous man in the capital. The only thing he had was the white moonlight in his heart. For the sake of Bai Yueguang, he ignored her as a princess, became increasingly indifferent, and even refused to give her the dignity she deserved. There was singing and dancing in the yard next door every night, and Bai Yueguang occasionally bullied her face with arrogance. And she loved Prince Liang and kept all the pain in her heart for him. At the end of the dream, King Liang forcibly took Bai Yueguang's blood for her body. Regardless of her years of illness, she reluctantly endured the pain for a month and then died. After waking up from the dream, I had heart palpitations. Cen Lang, who had been sick and bedridden for many years, was so frightened that she held her chest and coughed. The pain before her death seemed to still linger in her heart. When she raised her face, her eyes were wet with tears caused by physiological coughing. Cen Lang's moist eyes were slightly rounded, and he felt that the dream was absurd. She had never even met Prince Liang, so how could she get entangled with him? But then, news of the marriage between the two families came. - - The King of Liang had liked someone for a long time and finally persuaded his father-in-law to get married and bring his beloved home. But the little man seemed to be extremely alienated from him. When he came near her, she vomited blood. Whenever he touched her, she had to vomit three mouthfuls of blood. Prince Liang, the most powerful and powerful man in the capital, who was admired by all women, actually slept in the study on his wedding night for the sake of the one he cherished in his heart. King Liang, who was always strategizing, really couldn't figure out the reason, so he had to watch and think of ways to resolve this heart-wrenching love pain. - - Cen Lang, who had had no desires for most of his life, did not want to participate in this bloody and fatal dispute, so he had to save money and look for an opportunity to stay away. Let King Liang and his White Moonlight stay and fly together. Who knows how this matter came to the attention of King Liang. The red candle was swaying at night, and all the servants present saw the usually cold-faced Prince Liang pressing the person down on the couch with red eyes. "Want to run?" "With which dog man?" #The male protagonist Bai Yueguang is the female protagonist# #The heroine's dream is fake# ——Advance collection of "The Qing Dynasty: Picking Up the Amnesia of Kangxi"—— Yu Sangzhi was born in the last days and has a rare spiritual power. She is withdrawn, strong, and has a violent and bad personality underneath her weak and pitiful appearance. Occasionally someone would see her, soft and frail, crying while stepping on a zombie's head and breaking its arms. With a swish of the knife spinning in his hand, the zombie's white brains were brought out. One day, she came to a dynasty called the Qing Dynasty. The green vegetable fields were completely different from the debris everywhere in the past. Her mother, who was skinny and hungry, handed her the little hoe, while her little brother behind her was crying for food. Her mother: "Go and cut the pig grass quickly." Her: "?" - - Kangxi, who was on his southern tour, did not expect that the corrupt forces would still slip through the net. He was stabbed by an assassin and fell to the roadside. When he woke up, he saw a pair of slender hands. The woman was weak and charming, with a frail figure and a soft and shy smile. She saw him waking up, showing an extremely fragile expression, and handed over the small hoe spinning in his hands. When he touched her hands, he could still feel her trembling and shyness. She said: "Can you do me a favor?" So Kangxi would occasionally come back from cutting pigweed at night, and he would see a girl with blood on her clothes, sitting on a tree, holding grass in her mouth, and smiling softly at him. - - Recalling his memories, Kangxi finally got rid of the days of mowing pig grass. How could the young emperor, who was born noble, associate with these people? On that day, thousands of people came to pay homage. The golden luan was raised high, and the guards with swords were all crowded. They lowered their heads and waited for the emperor who became famous at a young age to drive back to the palace. In the sedan chair returning to the palace, the frail and helpless Yu Sangzhi leaned on the sedan chair, pursed her lips, and gave everyone a frightened and weak smile. - - Since Emperor Kangxi returned to the palace, all the concubines felt that their lives were becoming difficult. That shameless woman pretends to be charming, but in fact she has a black heart and a black liver. I can't live this life any longer. ————Advance collection of "Elite Writers of the 1980s" ———— Lin Yuan is a fool known to all over the country, but it is a pity that she has a beautiful face. As long as she was in Linjia Village, everyone felt sorry for her. Father Lin and Mother Lin received a large amount of gift money and just wanted to get Lin Yuan out of their hands. There happened to be a fool from the same village who was the son of the village cadre. A fool matches a fool. No one would say that she stuck a peony in cow dung. But... Yuanyuan from another continent came through. As a church saint who had been pampered since she was a child and was praised wherever she went, Yuanyuan blinked and looked at the poverty-stricken world in front of her in confusion. She turned her eyes and stared at the boy from the Xie family next door. That man was taciturn, but would help her wash her clothes and put on her socks, just like the bishop who had always watched over her in the church. - - Anyone who has followed Xie Mingyi for a long time knows that Brother Xie has a tough hand, a flexible mind, and a keen perception. No one has ever dared to touch his bottom line. He had climbed from a small and remote place to his current position little by little, and the people below him were trembling with fear and did not dare to have any other thoughts. But no one knows how Xie Mingyi, who is so powerful and frightening outside, coaxes people to wear socks in a low voice at home. Purpose: It takes a lifetime to heal the tragic past.