[Weak on the outside and deviant on the inside, the beautiful woman vs. The old house on fire, the marrow-eating and delicious uncle]
When Song Zhijin was thirteen years old, he was sent to live in the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion.
She knew then that no one would protect her from now on.
So she lived in seclusion, worshiping Buddha and eating fast.
It took me three years to turn myself into a transparent person who obeys the rules and etiquette.
One day, Song Zhijin accidentally encountered a pair of wild mandarin ducks making love in the forest behind the mountain.
The man is her fiancé, the Crown Prince of Zhenguo, and the woman is her sister-in-law.
"My sister is of heavenly beauty and unparalleled beauty. Are you really willing to abandon her and marry me?"
"What's the use of looking like a fairy? That woman is dull and stupid. Even if I look at her, the prince, I will be disgusted!"
Song Zhijin left quietly.
That night, she took a shower, washed herself, powdered and perfumed her body, and packed it up on the bed of Xie Xiaohou, the younger brother-in-law of the Xie family who had just returned from defending Peking.
Later, the prince of Zhenguo married a beautiful lady as he wished.
On the wedding day, he saw his former fiancée in the back mountain, being pressed against the stone wall by his powerful, ascetic brother-in-law.
The woman's eyebrows were affectionate, and she glanced at him wetly, smiling mischievously like a little fox, which was charming.
——————————————
Rumor has it that the girl from Song Dynasty who was raised by the Duke of Zhenguo was taciturn, well-behaved and quiet.
Xie Yi thought so too.
Until that night he saw her holding a wine bottle and drinking with four strong men.
Xie Yi: "Do you often come to the wine shop?"
Song Zhijin: "No, no, I don't know how to drink."
As soon as he finished speaking, four strong men fell at Xie Yi's feet one after another.
Xie Yi: "..."
Xie Yi was deeply impressed by her, not only because the Song girl was completely different from the previous one.
As early as three months ago, he drank a glass of fruit wine she handed him and was able to see her vivid appearance on the bed.
Xie Yi has been in the army for ten years and has a thorough understanding of people's hearts. He knows that this is a way for the female relatives in the backyard to seek favor and compete for status.
But then he waited and waited, but Song Zhijin didn't come to ask for his status.
Until that night when he took off his armor and returned to his room, he saw the woman's delicate figure faintly hidden deep in the tent.
Her soft, boneless arms hooked around his neck and brought the wine to his lips. Her eyes were dark and bright, and her face was rosy.
"Uncle, do you want to drink?"
Xie Yi took the wine glass and put it on the table. Under her surprised eyes, he pinched her waist and pushed her into the tent.
"There will be no need for me to take any medication from now on."
Purpose: Live well in the moment and leave the rest to retribution
