Song Shiwei was a cousin who lived in the Marquis Mansion in Zhenbei. She had willow eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, pink face and peach cheeks, and was a first-class beauty. However, due to her family's decline, she could only live a cautious life. She had no beauty but abided by etiquette, and her words and deeds were dull and boring.
Ji Yanli is the Qilin son of the Ji family, a close minister of the emperor, with a beautiful scenery, and the dream girl of countless ladies.
Although the two of them lived in the Hou Mansion together, they were like guests from heaven and flowers on the branches. No one associated the two people together.
No one knew that after nightfall, Song Shiwei was dressed in gauze, with eyes like spring water, holding back his shame, trembling slightly and lying on Ji Yanli's knees, like a begonia on a branch, with infinite scenery, "Please have mercy on me, cousin."
Ji Yanli was sitting in the hall, neatly dressed, his eyes passing over her fair skin inch by inch, and his voice was low and hoarse, "Come here."
Ji Yanli treated Song Shiwei very well, almost always responding to her requests. She relied on him to take care of her imprisoned father and sick mother, and the gossips from outsiders could not bother her at all.
In those spring nights when their bodies were intertwined, Song Shiwei's heart sank uncontrollably step by step, even making her ignore her embarrassing situation and thought she had found a life-long support.
Until I heard his words outside the door that day——
"He is frivolous and can be a foreigner, but it is difficult to make a good match."
It turned out that he had always viewed himself this way. Those gentle and sweet memories were just a fig leaf she had covered for herself. Now the fig leaf was torn off, leaving only her naked and embarrassing self.
Song Shiwei decided to leave him
Unexpectedly, the superior man lowered his head and said, "Please, come back with me, don't abandon me."
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The first time Ji Yanli met Song Shiwei, he knew that she was destined to be his.
He set a trap step by step to lure her into the trap.
Who knew she would leave him.
The always charming Ji Yanli crushed the tea cup in his hand. If he could get her once, he could get her a second time, a third time, or even countless times.
No matter how far apart the world is, no matter how long it takes, she can only be entangled with me in this life.
Demining
1. Neither the male nor female protagonists are perfect characters and have their own shortcomings.
2. You can scold the male protagonist, but try not to scold the female protagonist (you really can't help it), and definitely don't scold the author (he is relatively fragile and cares about the readers' opinions)
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Intention: Accept and believe in your imperfect self
