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The growth of the heroine + micro-group portrait + power strategy
Tough little sun × world-weary and cold
Ming Ruguang, the youngest of the richest family in Yangzhou, is obedient and timid, like a rice cake.
However, her fiancé plotted to poison her and forced her into a dead end.
He had to turn to the mysterious guest whom his father repeatedly warned not to approach.
He didn't refuse, but he didn't make any promises either.
His hands were cold, but he couldn't calm her down. She cried and begged for mercy, but all she got was more excessive treatment.
The engagement was gone. In order to cover up the scandal, she lied and tugged on his sleeve: "Mr. Lang, we have known each other for a long time, right?"
But the man didn't even raise his eyelids.
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Pei He, the prince who was defeated by the power struggle in the capital, lived among the people to recuperate, but he was unexpectedly involved in the conspiracy that caused her to have her engagement broken off. It was obvious that she had caused him to suffer this calamity without any scheming. She felt extremely disgusted and wished she could stay away from her.
But she seemed cowardly, and when she saw that he was injured, she insisted on bandaging his wound.
Facing the officers and soldiers questioning his identity, he blocked him behind him and tried to excuse himself out of desperation.
Yesterday, he was submissive, but today he became articulate, as if he was a different person.
Time and time again, when he thought she would back down, he held the hand in his hand.
He was fascinated, but when she turned around, his face immediately turned cold.
"Why, are you asking me for help again?"
"Admit your incompetence early and hide behind me."
Her growth can no longer be ignored, and she rushes towards the capital like a broken bamboo.
She saves her family, expands her business, and even mediates with top dignitaries. She moves in and out freely and is no longer a doll at the mercy of others.
He could have broken her, locked her, forced her.
But he handed the knife to her hand, the tip of the knife pointed at himself, and his face brushed against her palm.
"Don't leave."
"In the world of chess, I only conspire with you."
This time, the choice is hers.
Warning before viewing: 1. The background is similar to that of the Tang and Song Dynasties, which is imaginary
Intention: Hard work will pay off
