"Altar under the Flowers of the High Mountains"
Fishing beauty vs. Traditional restraint flower of high mountain
Gu Shuyun was born as a concubine in a seventh-grade official family, but she was as beautiful as a peach or a plum.
In the second month after A Niang passed away, the eldest lady hurriedly made the decision to send her to her father's Shangguan as a concubine.
Unexpectedly, the day was set, and the second wife of Yangzhou Tongpan's family suddenly disappeared.
Half a month later, a refreshment shop opened in the capital, and the shopkeeper's wife had plump muscles, graceful eyebrows, and was a rare beauty.
I thought I had finally escaped from the den of tigers and wolves, but I didn't expect that the pearls and jade would fall into the mud and become even more coveted.
Until that day when a person stepped into the store.
Wearing white clothes, like bamboo and jade, the appearance of the cold moon and autumn water makes people forget the vulgarity.
Especially the crotch belt around his waist, which is made of gold and jade, is extraordinary at first sight.
Gu Shuyun rolled his eyes and had a different thought.
Three months later, the husband came again and walked into the back house of her house under the clear moonlight.
***
As they got along for a long time, they spent many days of tender love, and Gu Shuyun gradually indulged in it.
Until that night of love, he kissed her delicately on her lips and said in a low voice, "Hui mother, why don't you marry me?"
Gu Shuyun suddenly realized that he had had such an idea at some point.
A few days later, in the early morning, Lang Jun packed his bags and went to Huaiyang for a business trip. Gu Shuyun folded willows in the pavilion and said goodbye reluctantly.
As soon as the ship left the shore, she immediately ordered her maid to check the shop, pack her bags, and disappeared without a trace.
***
As the eldest grandson of Duke Ying, Wen Zhongxuan was taught etiquette and ethics since he was a child. He must abide by etiquette in every word and deed, and must not make mistakes.
Until that day when the wind blew the pomegranate flowers, the girl's red lips looked towards him with a pair of watery eyes.
"When will Mr. Lang come again? I will leave you the best Fangshan Luya."
"I don't know."
"It's been a cold spring lately, sir, please remember to add some clothes."
"Don't worry about it."
"Mr. Lang, why haven't you glanced at me today? Is it because my makeup is too messy to look good?"
"... Not yet."
Since I have a dirty mind, I dare not look at Guanyin.
But later, his Guanyin abandoned him.
#1V1, double clean
*No matter how ruthless it is, it's also moving*
Intention: To love bravely is beautiful in itself