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Cookies Sweet Buns×Flowers of Kaolin Cheng Yushang broke his head when he was young. His father was a general of the Dingguo Dynasty. When he was five years old, his father died in battle, and his mother died with him. With no protection at such a young age, the old servant at home tearfully entrusted her to the Duke of Wei as an orphan, and she eventually followed her master. The eldest master of the Duke's mansion left her as his adopted daughter. There were many people in the mansion and the rules were strict. Especially the master who made all the juniors talk about it, Third Uncle Shen - Shen Qingyan, this person is like a guide, like a Zhang, and everyone hears and hopes. The younger member of the clan, Ruofan, would have to shed his skin even if he were to die. I don't know when, Cheng Yu would dream about Shen Qingyan intermittently. In the dream, he was sitting on a rose chair. His long legs were half bent, he was dressed in black, and his face looked like Yama. Holding a bright black urn in his arms, he twisted the handkerchief with his long fingers and wiped it bit by bit. Under his feet, the black satin soap boots were crushing an angry head... After Cheng Yu woke up, she was so frightened that she kept avoiding him. ………… One day, she sneaked out to play with her peers in the tribe, but accidentally fell into the lake and almost died. When I woke up, there was a continuous sound of whipping coming from the courtyard. None of the people who sneaked out to play with her were spared. Those who were punished screamed repeatedly, and the force of the whip was only severe. After the beating, Shen Qingyan slowly entered the inner room. The whip in his hand was bleeding, and it fell into the carpet drop by drop. The little girl hid in the quilt in panic, stretched out her white and tender palms tremblingly, her voice trembling. "Third uncle, Yuyu realizes his mistake." The pain in her imagination did not fall on her palm. A warm and dry big hand covered it tightly, and the man frowned. "Why are there so many cold sweats on my palms? Are there any other discomforts?" Outside the hospital, someone was lying on his chest with his skin torn and fleshy, grinning, "? What about the agreement that everyone should be treated equally and that rewards and punishments should be clear?" Small theater: One day, someone saw a scene that they shouldn't have seen. Under the green shade, the third uncle's long legs gently held the delicate little girl in his arms. He had a gentle face and a low voice, "How about being their third aunt?" Note: The male protagonist is reborn, the female protagonist died very early in her previous life, and the male protagonist's temperament changes drastically in the later period. Motto: Foolish people are blessed with foolishness