The ancient version of Mr. And Mrs. Smith, they treat each other like guests during the day and do their own things at night.
The Queen is extremely skilled in martial arts but poor × The Lord of the City is smart but weak
Copywriting:
Xue Qiong was only a few steps away from the gate of Khotan when he was shot from the back with an arrow in the chest.
She was unable to regain the lost ground in this life, nor did she have time to leave a man and a half woman to Prince Jing'an's palace. She was truly unworthy of her ancestors.
When he woke up again, Xue Qiong was tightly wrapped in gauze from head to toe, tied into an ancient mummy, and placed on a wooden bed. Only a pair of eyes could move.
What audacious guy dares to murder this king!
Xue Qiong stared at the man in gray sitting on the bedside with her fierce but unfocused eyes.
The man couldn't see his face clearly and fed her the extremely bitter soup one spoon at a time.
Xue Qiong gritted her teeth, her bile was sour, and she was about to shed tears.
She thought, good boy, just wait for me!
A few months later, Xue Qiong's injuries were finally healed.
He got off the ground and pulled the bandages on his body slowly, with a sinister smile on his lips.
A gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years——
The door was suddenly knocked open from the outside, and a thin man in gray clothes hurried in with a bamboo basket on his back. He rushed to Xue Qiong's legs with anxious eyes and pushed her down on the bed, who was not sitting firmly.
"Madam, you finally woke up, you are so worried about your husband——"
"…………"
Xue Qiong made eye contact with the pursuers outside, then looked at the man lying on her shoulder, crying sincerely, and clenched her fists tightly.
Very good, your nine clans can't be saved either.
Small theater:
When the news of King Jing'an's disappearance spread in Khotan City, Pei Xingjian picked up an unconscious woman from the ditch of the outer city river.
King Jing'an was searched with great fanfare in the city of Khotan. All single men with suspicious identities in the city would be arrested and brought to the palace of Khotan for trial.
Fortunately, Xue Qiong was a reasonable person. She was alone and seriously injured and needed someone to take care of her. Pei Xingjian didn't want to be taken to the palace, so the two pretended to be husband and wife.
During the day, Pei Xingjian went to the mountains to collect herbs and went to the market to copy documents for others, while Xue Qiong lay at home to recuperate, fighting wits and courage with plucked pheasants, just to make a bowl of pheasant soup for Mr. Pei, who was working hard to make money.
Neighbors say that Mr. Pei and his wife play the piano and harp in harmony and respect each other as guests. They are a match made in heaven.
Until one dark and windy night, above the main hall of the Khotan Palace——
Xue Qiong, who came in wearing red tassels and silver armor, met Pei Xingjian, who was sitting on the main seat and crowned with a crown.
"Your Majesty?"
"City Lord?!"
Haha, you are all a thousand-year-old fox, what kind of vest are you wearing?
Intention: If there are no other things to worry about, it is a good time in the world
