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[Fake innocent black lotus concubine x really innocent silly sweet young master]
Yu Shushen, the second girl, who valued the power of the Censor's family and suffered hardships since childhood, gritted her teeth and married Yuan Yi, a member of the notorious family.
She despised Yuan Yi from the bottom of her heart, but due to helplessness, she could only soften her voice and posture to be considerate of his bastard behavior.
But, why is this guy getting more and more wrong?
——No longer clamoring for a divorce, no more fighting against her;
Especially, every time we meet, the roots of her ears are extremely red.
***
Yuan Yi knew that he would be disliked by others, so he had prepared himself for a romantic life early in the morning, but unexpectedly, Yu Shushen stuck to him.
She was always magnanimous and tolerated his excesses and absurdities.
In the eyes of outsiders, the reputation of a good wife belongs to her.
This is not the case——
She will use all means to fight back against his teasing, she will cry secretly for the cold family affection, and she will ruthlessly use the entire Yuan family to take revenge on everyone who has treated her harshly.
He saw it in his eyes and found it difficult to say the word "harmony".
***
After the mask of hypocrisy was taken off, Yu Shushen said: "If you want to kill me to satisfy your hatred, I will not resist."
Yuan Ye smiled in defeat and said word by word: "Wouldn't it be too easy for you to kill you? I will trap you by my side day and night, and become the fish on my chopping board. You and I will fight until death."
She was like a glass of poisoned wine mixed with candied fruit, making him willing to drink poison to quench his thirst.
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"Madam, she has a delicate body and a soft body"
[Tough beauty x surly powerful minister]
After accidentally losing her virginity to the powerful Hou Rongke of Changping, Wen Mian's uncle and aunt invited him to their home for a detailed discussion, hoping to make him welcome her into the house so that they could embezzle her betrothal gift.
He offered three thousand taels, but he didn't intend to give her any status.
Her uncle and aunt were so jealous of the money that they didn't care about her life or death.
So, she broke the boat, bravely met the proud gaze from the opposite side, and said plausibly: "Please give the noble man a status for the daughter of the people."
He smiled extremely sarcastically: "Property? Will you be my concubine?"
She said neither humble nor arrogantly: "I'm not a concubine, I'm the wife of Lord Marquis, the wife of the Marquis of Changping."
He sat upright, hugged her into his arms, and said: "I will give you the title of concubine, and the position of Madam Hou will depend on whether you have the ability to accept it."
He was perverse and unstable by nature, trampling on her dignity at every turn - not allowing her to enter or exit his residence; he disliked the clothes she had touched and would rather throw them away than keep them; he didn't even bother to call her name, and kept calling her "the daughter of the Wen family"...
She saw clearly that she would no longer humiliate herself and just wait to die in peace. After all, the Marquis family had a great cause and it could not be shortchanged by her.
However, when she was cold, he actually came to her door.
He pushed her into the soft tent and asked, "Didn't you vow to be Mrs. Hou? Why, you can't stand it anymore?"
***
Rong Ke was tired of Wen Mian, especially the vague fragrance on her body.
The original absurdity was partly due to the obscene means, and partly due to the loss of wisdom due to the fragrance.
He hated feeling out of control.
Therefore, she was ignored everywhere.
However, even after he got rid of her, the smell still lingered, tempting him to break the habit.
After a long time, he realized what kind of fragrance was causing the trouble. It was clearly caused by the disordered heart under his chest.
Intention: I have no control over my destiny
