Concubine Is Annoying

[End of full text] The regent Crown Prince Si Han was extremely powerful, but he was a treacherous minister with poor conduct. As soon as he took out the sheath of his thin gold cane, blood spurted out from his neck. I heard that his mansion was filled with flowers and flowers filled with blood. Song Zhizhi was now given to Chu Sihan as a gift. But she is dull and doesn't know how terrifying this big devil is. Small Theater 1 On the first day of bed, Song Zhizhi curled up into a small ball under the quilt and sweetly shouted, "Husband, get in bed quickly." Then he took out a little book from under the pillow and put it into Song Zhizhi's hand. He held his face in his hands, his eyes bright, "Can you tell me about three dozen white-bone spirits tonight?" Chu Sihan: "..." Small Theater 2: At the palace banquet, Song Zhizhi drank three glasses of rice wine. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he hugged Chu Sihan's arms without letting go, and said with a frown, "My husband will carry me. If you don't, I will have to stay here..." Chu Sihan: "..." Small theater three: During the New Year Ice and Ice Competition, Chu Sihan scolded him with a stern face, "You're not allowed to go, just watch from the audience." "I really want to go play," Song Zhizhi ran as briskly as a bird, "I will come back in the evening and follow my husband's punishment." Leaving these words behind, her skirt flew up and flew away lightly toward a bird. Chu Sihan: "..." The world thought that Chu Sihan was tyrannical and Song Zhizhi's life would be worse than death. However, Song Zhizhi knew that he would also tell her short stories and buy her snacks. He would press the quilt tightly to cover his legs. His face turned away and his eyes were slightly red, "... Don't look at it." He would ride a horse all night in the cold wind, with his temples stained with dust. He would tug on her sleeves and coax her, "Don't be angry with me..." Stupid beauty VS affectionate and stunning male protagonist. "My Good Wife Wants to Make Reconciliation" Click on the column to save it. Little Sun heroine VS aloof and relegated fairy, crazy about love, chasing his wife in the crematorium, the heroine is beautiful! Shui Ying was a concubine in the backyard of Shangshu Mansion. She had been married to Lu for two years. She was gentle and submissive and took care of everything for her husband. She always took Lu Shi as her leader, but Lu Shi was cold-hearted and could only rest in her room for a few days a month. He was obsessed with court affairs and often stayed up all night. The sister-in-law laughed secretly behind her back that she couldn't get Lu Shi's favor, so she could only behave herself and humble herself to please Lu Shi. When her husband didn't come home, she didn't even dare to say "no", and she had to prepare clothes and food to send over. Behind the flower branches, the watery eyelashes trembled, and her eyes were filled with water ripples. Was her virtuousness so humble in the eyes of others? She sniffed, knowing in her heart that she was not like this. Many years ago, my aunt was dying of illness. She collapsed to the extreme. In the rainstorm, it was Lu Shi who held an umbrella above her head. She was elegant, dignified and noble. From then on, he became the light in her heart. When she was growing up, her father arranged a marriage for her to a favored, talented scholar from a poor family. She mustered up the greatest courage in her life, suppressed her shame, stood outside Lu Shi's door, and confessed her love. The next day, Lu Shi actually came to propose marriage, and then the marriage took place. She was very content to be able to marry the person she admired, but Lu Shi was just obsessed with court affairs and had great ambitions. She wiped away her tears of grievance and comforted herself. Unexpectedly, on this day, my sister-in-law was abandoned by the third prince. In the back house of Shangshu Mansion, the densely combed cocoon trees cast mottled shadows on the ground, and prickly pear flowers fell on the ground. She saw her eldest sister hugging Lu Shi from behind: "I know that you only have me in your heart. You married Shui Ying just because of her face that is three-quarters like mine..." The mandarin duck purse in Shui Ying's hand fell to the ground, and her tears fell. It turns out... Is she her sister's substitute? Shui Ying turned around, leaving them behind. When Shui Ying wrote and left the book, her own grievances in the past two years flashed through her mind. Tears dripped on the paper, and the wet marks penetrated the paper and quilt, and the words could not be written. She scrapped ten pieces of paper and finally wrote a letter that was barely eye-catching. Lu Shi almost crushed the paper, "You--" "Want to make peace with me?" All the past events flashed through her mind, Shui Ying smiled with relief, her eyes firm: "Yes." 1V1, the male protagonist never liked his sister, it was a misunderstanding. Please collect "The Husband Regrets After Fake Death". Hua Ning had a child marriage when she was a child. The other party was the eldest grandson of the Duke of Shu. The two families were of the same family background. Lu Zhe was smart since he was a child. When he grew up, he was very promising at a young age. He was also a man of jade and gold, and his temperament was outstanding. Everyone said that Hua Ning was very lucky, and the marriage her grandfather chose for her was perfect. Hua Ning grew up in the midst of these compliments, and every stitch and thread in her mandarin duck purse was full of her girlish feelings. The newly married magpie would not even give up a stitch or thread to the maid, even the mandarin duck quilt with branch hijab and the mandarin duck quilt down to a stocking. With a heart full of shy joy, the wedding took place as scheduled. The days after marriage were not what she imagined. Lu Zhe went out early and came back late. He was obsessed with official duties and returned home three times. Lu Zhe was busy with official duties. She waited at her parents' house until dusk, but there was no sign of Lu Zhe coming to pick her up. She saw the subtle raised corners of her stepmother's lips. On New Year's Eve, she watched the fireworks outside the window alone and stayed up until dawn. On the 15th of the Lantern Festival, during the Lantern Festival, Lu Zhe left her to attend to official duties. She was squeezed by the crowd, lost her embroidered shoes, and was in a miserable state... She gradually understood that he had no intention. On the top of Yuling Mountain, on the night when she was left behind by Lu Zhe again, she suddenly felt very tired when she looked at his hurried away figure. She is always left behind by him. She looked at the thousands of lights under the snow-capped mountains, but none of them belonged to her. Not long after Shen Zhe left, an avalanche occurred in Yuling Mountain. Hua Ning almost died in the snow. Touching her broken arm, she thought of Lu Zhe's leaving figure again. He really has no heart. Throwing away the jade hosta that symbolized her identity, Hua Ning walked into the wind and snow alone, far away from the capital, hiding her name, disguised as a man, and gradually became a famous silk tea merchant, with business all over the country. She did not have to wait for someone, and did not have to wait for her mother-in-law. She loved such a fulfilling and fulfilling life. -- Lu Zhe thought that when a man is alive, he should stand at the highest place and become a prince and worship the prime minister to live up to his life. Until he heard about Yuling Mountain's snow dance, he remembered Hua Ning on the mountain and rode like crazy to the snow mountain. Until he dug out Hua Ning's jade pendant and hairpin with his hands, many pictures flashed through his mind. The little girl shyly handed her her purse, with a red face under her hijab, and coquettishly asked him to accompany her to the Lantern Festival Lantern Festival... She spat out blood from her heart. When he saw a similar silhouette in the distance on the long street, his eyes turned red and his heart became uncomfortable. Countless nights, he woke up thinking of her nickname. He reached out and touched her, but there was nothing next to her. When they met again, his eyes were covered with red threads. He held on to her sleeves and said in a hoarse voice, "A Ning." Hua Ning put it down long ago and said indifferently: "You recognized the wrong person. 2022 11.14 Leave a copy (screenshot has been taken, speculation must be investigated) 2023.02.06 Leave a copy (screenshot taken, plagiarism will be investigated.) Intent: Beautiful love makes people warm