He was forced to be happy, but was rejected instead.
Thinking of the vicious stepmother grinding her teeth and sucking blood, a chill ran down her spine.
Choosing the lesser of two evils, she decisively hugged the partner's thigh tightly: "Sir, I am yours in life, and your ghost in death."
Tears welled up in her eyelashes, and she spent her whole life trying to live in misery!
He Lanheng kept her behind by some strange combination of circumstances and casually changed her name.
There is no big deal before life and death, this can be tolerated.
The good times did not last long, but He Lanheng fell ill and went on a hunger strike while lying on the bed. There were three last wishes, one of which asked her to be buried with her by name.
Fu Yan's eyes turned black, the dog's life was at risk!
Ancestor, isn't it good to be alive?
The young master on the bed was sick and his bones were broken. He looked at Fu Yan who was kneeling at his feet, his eyes as dark as a deep pool: "Aren't you willing?"
Nonsense, what kind of fool would let go of a good life and seek death.
Oh, that's what's right in front of you.
Fu Yan flattered her calmly: "I just think that Huangquan is cold and boring, and not worthy of the young master. The young master is the best in the world. He should have accomplished something, so how can he be buried underground in obscurity."
Later, Fu Yan counted the gold and silver treasures in the small treasury, smiled and made a wish to the gods and Buddhas: "Bless Mr. He to live a long life, and never seek death."
Intention: Continuous self-improvement