After Deceiving the Flower of High Mountains

*Women are not men c/Wei Jinfeng/Saints and gentlemen become black and crazy. *The gentle and passionate little widow vs the saintly selfish superior *Sour and sweet taste, taking by force ——Copywriting—— It turns out that Wang Guanling hated her, This is something Xuxu figured out only belatedly. Wang Guanling is the eldest son of the Langya Wang family. He is an unparalleled nobleman. When traveling, all the people will avoid him. When the nobles see him, they must use the courtesy of a junior. She had no family background, no family, and made a living by collecting corpses for others. When she saw a noble man like him, she had to kneel down by the roadside, cover her face with her sleeves, and wait until the car drove away before she dared to raise her head. It happened that someone like her saved him from serious injury and lost his memory, and then deceived him for a whole year. It was a rainy night, and Wang Guanling collapsed in front of her house. The husband looks like spring flowers and frosty moon, and has outstanding temperament, but his expenses are appalling. A piece of clothing is worth a hundred taels of gold. She wanted to throw the hot potato away, but when he spoke, his voice was calm, like an old friend. He said he had lost his memory and had nowhere to go. So she told a big lie: "You and I are husband and wife." During sex, she would always cover her eyes with cloth, just craving his voice as clear as snow. And he was always breathing in her ear, whispering love. - After Wang Guanling returned home, rumors spread around him. The eldest son of Langya, who used to be good at maneuvering and scheming, now has a kind of alienation in his bones. When she brought tea, he took it and put it aside, not looking at her hand from beginning to end; when she spoke, he said "hmm" and then stopped. Occasionally their eyes met, and what she saw in his eyes was not tenderness, but a coldness of scrutiny, as if he was looking at a stranger. "I'm afraid the eldest son is tired of that commoner woman." Everyone said. She didn't believe it at first. It wasn't until that night that she took the initiative to approach, but was pushed away by him silently. He stood under the lamp, the candlelight reflected his face, handsome and indifferent, There is no trace of the indulgence in his eyes that he once had. He only said: "How could I, Wang Guanling, fall in love with someone like you?" - The Wang family found out that she had used witchcraft to confuse the master and tamper with memories, so they wanted to kill her. Xuxu's hands and feet were handcuffed and he knelt in front of the hall. All around were the Langya Wang family, full of anger, the flash of swords, and the chill. And Wang Guanling sat on the main seat, watching all this from a high position, without sadness or joy, just like a god or Buddha. It wasn't until the clan elder asked him how to deal with it that he spoke, his voice not rising or falling: "Since she has no intention of harming her, there is no need to punish her. Give her a courtyard, fine clothes and food, and don't let outsiders say that Wang is mean." Everyone knows that the eldest son is tolerant, fair and selfless. But it was this ruthlessness that was so cold to the core that she truly saw him clearly for the first time. She found that she could no longer have the possessive desire she had before. Xuxu left a confession and left silently. - During the war in Zhongzhou, Xuxu fled with a large number of refugees. On the way, she met a man. He is more like her deceased husband than Wang Guanling The appearance, voice, and demeanor are all similar. She didn't dare to make any more mistakes. But this time, the other party recognized her first and called her with choked sobs: "Xuxu, I miss you so much." The reunion of husband and wife seems like a world apart. She cried with joy and said that God had treated her well. They discussed returning to their hometown and revisiting their hometown. Unexpectedly, halfway through the journey, smoke and dust rose up in front of them - Wang's flags were flying, and the cars were like clouds, blocking the road ahead. The chilly, awe-inspiring and inaccessible young master, wearing a light fur coat, came step by step from the car. - Every night after that, Wang Guanling was behind her. This cold-hearted saint put his slender and smooth hands into her clothes and played with her arbitrarily, and he could not refuse. In the end, he gently coaxed her to start tracing his portrait—eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, without any mistakes. But if there is a mistake, an hour will be added to the penalty. After the punishment, he held the blushing woman tightly in his arms, and his low voice was as gentle as water: "Xuxu, lie to me again and say you are my wife." - For Wang Guanling, hatred is the strongest aphrodisiac, and Xuxu is his only medicine. Intention: Love must be fought for with all your heart