The column ends with the full-length novel "She's Poisonous and Silent"
In the early stage, the weak and mute woman x the gentle prince
Later Cold-faced Killer X Sinister New Emperor
The copy of the new column "Twelve Years of Engaging the King" can be found at the bottom of this article.
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My brother-in-law Chen Yinhe is the current emperor, the Supreme Emperor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and the True Dragon Emperor.
When I was fourteen years old, I met Chen Yinhe, who was still the crown prince, for the first time. I was shocked and fell in love at first sight.
Three days later, the betrothal gift he sent to his sister arrived.
I cried loudly and put away all my thoughts.
A few days ago, my sister passed away in the palace.
A few days later, Chen Yin congratulated me on entering the palace.
He touched my head and said, "You two look exactly alike, but your stubbornness in your bones seems to be printed from the same mold."
Finally, he called me: "Ah Tong, stay with me and help me forget her."
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"Twelve Years of Engagement"
Mo Qijun thought her savior was a cold-faced and warm-hearted person, but she didn't expect that the other person would deceive her and take advantage of her.
He is simply a careless person!
Forget it, just think of it as repaying him for saving his life.
With this thought in mind, she turned around and married Bai Yueguang when she was young.
Finally, one day, this unintentional person came to the door again.
What else does he want?
Didn't she make a choice between Tiansheng and Zhuma?
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Lin Shuyun thought that he would never have feelings for anyone.
In his original vision, Mo Qijun's life was not important at all.
Unexpectedly, it starts with taking advantage of it, but finally makes me fall in love.
Her two departures made him heartbroken.
For the first time, she chose to marry someone else. He was like a wild dog peeking at happiness, doing what he wanted to do most, but he was absent-minded and could only rely on wine to numb himself.
He was so drunk that he couldn't distinguish between reality and reality. He restrained her who wanted to escape between his arms, leaned forward, put his arms around her slender waist, and raised her fair chin.
His eyes, which have never been desire-filled, are filled with desires and desires.
"Aqi, I saved your life."
A warm and deep kiss followed by a hoarse voice.
"You belong to me."
The second time, when she ran out of energy and he held her in his arms, his usually straight back bent, and those who were once aloof and proud were kneeled under his knees.
He ignored it and ran around, seeking famous teachers, attacking enemies, and using all possible means.
In the end, he was cornered. The blood on his face was gone, and he looked miserable. He prayed for his life in exchange for his life before the gods and Buddhas he had never believed in.
"If I have nothing, I will use my soul as a matchmaker and my soul as a betrothal. My bones will turn into pens and my blood will stain the marriage contract. I will betroth you for twelve years and never leave her every year."
Intention: If you love, love bravely
