Is Tanhualang Going to the Crematorium Today?

1. Yu Wen once liked Jiang Fu very much. Holding a fiery sincerity in your hands and giving it to him, there is no one else in your eyes. Until that day, she was splashed with tea stains. Yu Wen dragged his slightly ailing body and stood in the wind. Before he could speak, his cousin was already crying with a pale face. Everyone criticized. The curses came like a tsunami. Yu Wen turned around to run away, but ran into someone's arms. Jiang Fu wore a crimson court dress and looked like an immortal, but he said, "Dongyue, apologize." The tight string in Yu Wen's mind suddenly broke. So she broke the jade flute he gave her in public, resolutely accepted the marriage certificate from the Hou Mansion, and made a new love; Tanhua Lang, who had always been arrogant, was not willing to be outdone. He tore up the love fan with a cold face and turned around to make a covenant with another girl. I thought fate ended here. Unexpectedly, on the wedding night, Jiang Fu led his troops into her wedding hall. The soul is obsessed with the golden phoenix tent, and the blood is splashed on the mandarin duck pillow. That night, the red candle wept and the pillow was cold. The young man in armor leaned down and wiped away the tears from her cheeks little by little with his cool fingers. Before leaving, he only left one sentence, "Dongyue, you must atone for your sins." From then on, the legitimate daughter of the Yu family, who had no fingers in the spring water, became a slave in the palace who was as low as a piece of grass and could be bullied by everyone. 2. When Yu Wen woke up, he looked at the person beside his pillow. The emperor's long eyebrows go into his temples, his eyebrows are trimmed and his lips are thin, and he has a face that is no different from the one in the dream. For a moment, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. ……How could they get entangled together again? Everyone in the harem said that the emperor favored his maid every night, and only one out of three thousand could be chosen, but no one knew about it. The cramped and dark dragon bed was her deepest nightmare. Whenever Jiang Fu pressed her into her ear and forced her to speak out, she would bite her lip and only say "Thank you, Lord, for your kindness." The man's knuckles on her waist tightened slightly, and what followed was three days and three nights with the palace door closed tightly. …… That day, the emperor and empress got married. Yu Wen was dressed in plain clothes, looking up at the pure and perfect blue on the horizon. The wind and clouds have dispersed, and the past has become empty. The soles of her feet were sacrificial pits filled with dead bones, and the fire and heat waves from the magma were burning, licking the hem of her skirt. "Dongyue!" Yu Wen spread his arms, as if he hadn't seen the tall figure coming towards him, and jumped down from the altar. 3. Yu Wen and the love in his heart lived a peaceful and undisturbed life. I only heard that the emperor who overlooked the world and was so high above him was crazy. Every time he woke up from the long cold night, he would smear the soul-calling flags with blood, hang them in the Golden Palace, and order the monks to chant sutras continuously. Twelve pagodas with dense eaves were erected on the outskirts of the city. A huge amount of money was spent to dig through the entire dragon vein and create thousands of caves for worship. And deep in the cave, there is only a woman's old clothes. The man knelt in front of the Buddha all night, cut out the blood from his heart with his own hands, and burned incense with the blood. After the smoke cleared, he opened his eyes. The sky is filled with gods and Buddhas, but no old friends are smiling. Small theater Jiang Fu lay on his back, the shapeless smoke in the void reflected in his eyes, After a long time, the man coughed up a mouthful of blood with a smile, his lips were red... How could you be so determined until death? Your soul never came to sleep. - ​#I have been looking forward to the return of my old friend from my past life several times, but it ended up being a peach blossom sin# ​#I will never think about it, don't think about me# The heroine Yu Wen, whose nickname is Yu Weishuang and whose courtesy name is Dongyue. The male protagonist Jiang Fu has the courtesy name Cheng Bi Reading tips: ①The beautiful and strong female protagonist with the attributes of a millionaire vs. The paranoid and highly intelligent male protagonist who was tortured into a madman ②The female protagonist is a tough and sober beauty who is as gorgeous as a peony and has a burning heart. The male protagonist looks like a flower on a high mountain but is a dark and scheming boy on the inside. ③The second male lead is overjoyed when he takes over. Infatuated male supporting actor, you don't have to wait another life ④The female protagonist stands firm and unwavering in her true love, Bai Yueguang; the beautiful, strong but miserable male protagonist is not loved, and seizes the line and is always the third party. ⑤The heroine escapes to death. Male protagonist and male supporting role c ———————————————————————— Recommended preview of "The Queen of the Flower of Deception" - The saint's selfish heart/The gentleman turns into a yandere and criticizes madly ——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, not allowing her to be refused. When he had enough fun, he 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 said in a gentle and hoarse voice: "Xuxu, lie to me again. Say you are my wife." - For Wang Guanling, hatred is the strongest aphrodisiac... Xuxu is his only medicine. Purpose: Love yourself first, then love others