This is a million-dollar novel, don't miss it if you pass by! The name is changed to "The Twelve Female Judges", the one above is the temporary alias, other aliases: "Meng Po's Twelve Wives", "Middle-aged Lao Shi Wucaishi's Re-employment"...
Ten thousand years ago, when the world was vast, there was a god who hit a mountain and the sky collapsed. At this time, our human creation god, the mother of the earth, Nuwa, could not bear the suffering of all people, so she found colorful stones to refine the sky. However, this breaking of the sky is really too unreasonable. In order to mend the sky, Empress Nuwa spent almost all her divine power. When her divine power was about to be exhausted and her body and spirit were about to perish, in order to save her life, Empress Nuwa had a flash of inspiration and split her three souls and nine souls, scattering them between heaven and earth. By chance, these souls were reincarnated in different time and space and became humans and ghosts. What kind of stories will each of them have in the human world after reincarnation? Please look at VCR.
Lower Riba version:
"Spare your life? Oh, how ridiculous. How could you ever spare the lives of my father, queen, mother, and my people of Dayu?!"
"You are a seven-foot-tall man. Do you have to rely on a woman to bear the ups and downs of this country's honor and disgrace?!"
"You must be careful about humans in the future. We are all good at deceiving others, especially good-looking men like me. The better-looking they are, the better they are at deceiving people..."
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Yangchunbaixue version:
The fish are leaping by the release pond, but who is sleeping in Kuixing Pavilion? Flowers have fallen in Chang'an, and no one can see them, and the snow is white and the clothes are red.
The lights in Yuzi Alley are bright, and the red snails and green paper are happy. It's hard to hold back the tears when you are moved away from me, and you can't hold on to the golden cup and jade dew, day and night.
The fire burned the mountains, the wind and the trees were sad, and the blood melted into the wasteland and the flowers did not bloom. The wood is rustling in the wind, the jade flute is in the spirit, and how much glory is there in withering and death.
Virtue is like a lamb, nature is like silk, living in a lonely valley no one knows. Mountain lights, clouds and shadows do not meet each other, and the solitary Hongming disappears into a new poem.
Qianxun Gu towers in the heavenly palace, and the seven-story rainbow tower covers the sky. Qin Nu went forward alone, not knowing where she was going.
The fragrant clouds of heaven are scattered like smoke, no one will be pitiful if the candle in the west window is extinguished. I admire myself in the red calyx sky in the mountains, and I feel lost in this life with my white head.
The flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water, the clear light does not diminish across the sea. The seven stars sigh, Ling Bo thinks, I have been separated from you for a long time, and thousands of lanterns are burning for more than a year.
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Summary: If divided, each will be king; if united, the world will be unparalleled.
(Don't leak the secrets, there are too many, so quickly collect them and follow up to see what happens~)
Intention: An inch of heart is tempered into steel, and a thousand beauties can be put into the fire!