Luo Yiying had been married to Sheng Qingzhuo for three years, and their relationship was as dull as water.
Sheng Qingzhuo served as the chief minister of the imperial court and was busy with government affairs every day. He was informal, cold and self-possessed. Although he had a good face and body, he was rigid, strict and uninteresting.
Luo Yiying felt annoyed every time she saw Sheng Qingzhuo dressed meticulously and buttoning his clothes to the top.
The two lived under the same roof but rarely saw each other. Sheng Qingzhuo was busy with political affairs and rarely talked to Luo Yiying. He ignored her and regarded her as nothing. Luo Yiying often thought that she was a widow.
The days are really boring.
Just when Luo Yiying's patience was about to reach its limit, Sheng Qingzhuo suddenly fell.
When he woke up, he seemed like a different person.
Sheng Qingzhuo, who had always kept his emotions secret, turned vicious when he looked at her.
He no longer cares about political affairs, but stares at her fiercely every day, and torments her over and over again on the bed late at night, wanting to eat her alive.
Luo Yiying didn't know what kind of madness he was feeling.
But when she got happy at night, she found Sheng Qingzhuo like this... Quite exciting.
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After a fall, Sheng Qingzhuo thought of his previous life.
In his previous life, his first wife Luo Yiying actually divorced him.
On the day of separation, she scolded him for being old-fashioned, scolding him for being a blockhead, scolding him for not understanding amorous feelings, scolding him for being too tight-fitting.
After humiliating him from his hair to his heels, she married another young minister of Dali Temple.
In her previous life, she and the Young Minister of Dali Temple played the harp and played the harp, traveling around the mountains and rivers. He looked at them in the dark corner, like a pitiful creature bred by darkness.
After waking up, I saw my wife who had not yet proposed divorce.
Sheng Qingzhuo felt hateful, but also felt lucky.
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Sheng Qingzhuo was fierce and crazy towards Luo Yiying at night, but held her tightly in his arms during the day.
He learned to please her and responded to every nonsense she said.
Luo Yiying became more and more pleased with Sheng Qingzhuo.
There was just one strange thing. Sheng Qingzhuo demoted her bamboo horse who had just been promoted to Shaoqing of Dali Temple to a remote and cold county. She didn't know what mistake she had made. It was so pitiful.
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Intention: Cherish the people in front of you.
