Seize the Fake Daughter

Continuation of the article "After her death, the powerful minister was cremated", please collect it~ Poor little beauty Wen Ya was the fake daughter of the Zhongyong Hou family. She was knowledgeable, courteous, and beautiful. Until she was seventeen years old, her father brought back another second lady of the Hou family. She just realized that her status should be humble. The legitimate daughter of the Hou Mansion suddenly became a powerless adopted daughter. Her family, who had treated her well and cared for her in every possible way, began to despise her origins and tarnished the family's reputation. The prince, who was engaged to her and said he wanted to have a happy marriage with her, pushed her to the forefront with a divorce letter and became the laughing stock of Quan Chang'an. Her father wanted to marry her off to the disabled heir apparent of Li Shilang's family and exchange her for a future. Wen Ya just realized that she had no power and was destined to be abandoned wherever she went. Then she would use the most disgusting means to climb the highest golden branch in Chang'an City. ​​-------- On New Year's Eve, in a dark place where no one cared about the wind and snow, Wen Ya gently grasped the sleeve of the second assistant, who was always cool and self-possessed and admired by thousands of people, and looked up at him. The ends of her eyes were dyed with bright colors, and white snow fell on her eyelashes, like fragile butterflies in early spring. "Brother, please have mercy on me." ---------- Fu Yuhuai has a secret hidden deep in his heart that no one can pry into. He knew early on that Wen Ya was not his biological sister. Until one day, a letter came from my father explaining the changes in the family. He traveled day and night and rushed back to Chang'an without sleeping for three days. I saw Wen Ya standing in the corner, feeling lonely. The heartbeat that had been quiet for many years revived and started beating vigorously. For the first time in my life, I had the selfish desire to protect someone. ---------- Food guide 1. The background is purely fictional, don't pay attention to it 2.1V1 3. In the beginning, the male and female protagonists have ended their pseudo-blood relationship. The male protagonist knows from the beginning to the end that the female protagonist is not his biological sister [highlight]. There is no emotional drama during the relationship. —— Continuation of the article "After her death, the powerful minister was cremated" Liang Zhaoran is the most inconspicuous princess in the palace. When she was sixteen years old, she was given the title of Chief Assistant, who had all the power in the government and the public. On the wedding day, the man who opened the wedding dress was only wearing regular clothes and looked at her condescendingly. His eyes were like blades tempered with ice, filled with teasing and ridicule. That night, in the heavy snow, she was sent to the most remote courtyard where no one cared. Everyone in the mansion pitied her, but she was very grateful. Without Duan Yanchu, she would not have been able to escape the palace wall. So she was twice as kind to him. At the flower viewing banquet, she suddenly encountered an assassin. Liang Zhaoran blocked his sword without hesitation. The cold blade pierced her skin. When she fell to the ground, she saw Duan Yanchu's face clearly. Still so cold, still calm, as if everything was taken for granted. During the recovery period, he refused to give charity even to see her. She comforted herself that she deserved to be treated coldly for taking the position of his head wife. Until she became pregnant, she was so happy that she told him excitedly with tears in her eyes. But Duan Yanchu just frowned, his eyes suddenly cold and full of disgust. Later, a bowl of abortion soup was delivered to her. The self-esteem I had picked up little by little over the years was crushed to pieces, and the love I carefully concealed became worthless. She took it with a smile and finally decided to put it down. ———— At first, when Zangchunyuan sent He Li's letter, Duan Yanchu just glanced at it and ignored it. He never believed that the person who was willing to follow suit behind him would take the initiative to leave him. Until later, a fire burned down Zangchunyuan, and the man who always looked at him with his eyes smiling like crescent moons was buried in the sea of ​​​​fire. That night, there was heavy snowfall, and he knelt in the embers with red eyes, but this time, all he could hold were her ashes. ———— In the seventeenth year of Tianyuan, Duan Yanchu, the first assistant, broke through the palace gate and ascended the throne. But according to legend, the new emperor, who was depressed all day long due to the death of his wife, broke into the Buddhist temple one day and kidnapped the beautiful female abbot. The autumn wind was bleak, and in the Qingdeng Ancient Temple, under the gaze of gods and Buddhas all over the wall, Duan Yanchu approached step by step the man who was thinking about him day and night. Looking at the trembling figure, he pressed the man on the altar table uncontrollably, and his tone was almost pleading. "Zhaozhao, don't leave me this time." Purpose: Treat people sincerely and promote truth, kindness and beauty