Late Spring Again

Wen Chichun, who practiced in the temple in the mountains, lived "without desires and pursuits" and was driven down the mountain by his master to travel. But the good times did not last long, the world was in turmoil, and border disputes broke out. Her decision was to comply with destiny and die for her country. The past is gone. Wen Chichun briefly reviewed her previous life in which she was framed and kicked out, and she did not hesitate to pick up her bags and return to Qingyun Mountain. She could not survive this miserable life. Jiao Si, the minister of the imperial court, has often dreamed in recent days that the general's daughter Wen Chichun will kidnap him by force one day in the future. He despises and laughs at it. Even if she often expresses her intentions to him but is not courageous, there is no chance of this happening. That day was getting closer and closer, but this ridiculous thing had not happened yet. He couldn't help but think that dreams could never come true. The deadline in the dream came as promised. After Jiao Si sat in the hall all night, everything in the house was as usual, with no sign of being abducted. After sitting hard all night, he waited and waited for the news that Wen Chichun was about to go to a Taoist temple to become a Taoist priest! ? * After Jiao Si used one lie to deceive and take advantage of Wen Chichun, he used countless lies to cover up the first one. I thought it would be a happy ending, but he did something wrong and really lost the person. Jiao Si burned the Taoist temple on fire, burning away all the humiliation he had suffered. In the fire, he escaped from his golden cicada shell, gained the country and the country, and was able to take revenge, but he never saw her again. He thought it was Wen Chichun who hated him. It wasn't until one day that he learned that Wen Chichun rushed into the fire he set like a moth to a flame to save him, and died without any body. At that moment, the arrogant new emperor came out of the palace and ran all the way to the Taoist temple where only the ruins were left. He dug at the ruins desperately, his long and beautiful fingers showing blood, but he could never find her again. At the coronation ceremony of the new emperor, a famous fortune teller was invited to divine the fate of the country. On the high platform reaching the sky, everyone saw that this famous divination master was actually a woman with the appearance of an immortal, and they were in awe. But when they looked up, they saw their new emperor running down from the dragon throne tremblingly, with his hair crown crooked, his bun loose and his robes messed up, and he rolled and climbed up to the high platform, for fear that the divination master would leave. Food Guide ⒈The heroine is practicing in the mountains, so her character is a bit gentle and Buddhist, but not a holy mother, Jiao Si (si fourth tone); 2. This article is a slow-burn article; 3. The times are imaginary and the dynasties are mixed, so don't pay attention to them; 4. The heroine is a top divination master [I'll write a side story after successfully entering v: D] Pre-order via push, if you are interested, you can click and collect~ ——"Pampering Xi Slave" —— Copywriting: An orphan girl came to Longbei Village. The orphan girl was good at growing melons. Every day, I carry a basket of summer melons with three breaths at a time and go to the town to sell them. The orphan girl who sells melons is very weak and beautiful, but it is as easy to slice a watermelon with a knife as it is to slice a tofu, which is really scary. Zhao Baili's father was the bandit leader in the mountains. She didn't even know who her mother was. People in the village said that her mother hanged herself after giving birth to her. Fortunately, her father treated her very well, so much so that after the entire village was taken over by the imperial court, before he committed suicide, his father used all his possessions to sneak into Chen Cang in exchange for her life. From then on, she fled to a remote and unfamiliar village to start a new life, and became an orphan without any relatives. The old man who grew melons in the village learned a lot about melons and started a business of growing and selling melons. However, she was a woman who couldn't do the heavy work, such as carrying dung and water, which was difficult for her to do. There is no other choice but to buy a strong slave from Ren Yazi. And I chose a slave who seemed to be the strongest but was also the weakest. He was covered in injuries and could be healed in one breath. After haggling over the price with Yazi, it still cost him a tael of silver. But the slave is very disobedient. According to her routine, she will be obedient after being whipped a few times with a small whip. A few days later, Zhao Baili looked at the man obediently working in the fields with satisfaction. His bare upper body was still covered with bright red marks. Neighbors who came and went turned away and were embarrassed to look at him. It was simply offensive. The slave who has recovered from the disease is strong and beautiful, and is very useful and beautiful. Although he often resists picking up the manure, he still chooses the amount to use and carefully waters each plant. Looking at the huge melon field and the solitary slave, Zhao Baili decided to buy another slave from Ren Yazi to keep him company. It was definitely not because the slave was so useful. Wei Ji felt that Zhao Baili had been a little sneaky in recent days, and he had a strong premonition that she was hiding something from him. Finally, one day Wei Ji really saw Zhao Baili in the town, but she was led by a muscular man behind her. That night, Wei Ji bit Zhao Baili's already blushing ear, gasped and said in a breathy voice: "Good Lili, am I not enough? Do you think Lili wants to find someone to pick up the shit on my behalf? Does she feel sorry for me?" Zhao Baili covered Wei Ji's mouth, her fair face turned red and she buried her head on the side of his face, "No, no, only you." Intention: If spring does not come to me, I will become spring on my own