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Qu Lian was pampered since childhood, loved by his parents, brothers and sisters. He had never been wronged, so he naturally developed an innocent and indulgent temperament.
She had only done one wrong thing in her life, which was to insist on marrying Chen Zhiyi. He used her family to rise to great heights, and also caused her to lose her life.
After three years of marriage, Qu Lian became blind and mute, and could only be cared for by his personal maid, and eventually died of illness.
After death, her soul was wandering. She originally thought that she would be like in the painting book, watching her husband marry another beautiful wife, and she could only regret that she disappeared from the world for a hundred years.
As a result, when her vision became clearer again, she found herself in a sea of raging fire, with cries ringing in her ears, and Chen Zhiyi's twisted corpse looking at her with wide eyes, refusing to rest in peace.
Qu Lian's soul trembled, and he saw a man in black walking in the sea of fire holding a long knife. The blade was dripping with blood, and his face was as cold as Shura's in the world.
The man stepped over Chen Zhiyi's body and walked alone to the door. When he knelt down holding Qu Lian's body, his fingertips were trembling.
Qu Lian got closer and saw clearly that the man was none other than the chief of her secret chamber.
Qu Lian had heard many stories about a terrifying man with a ghostly face like a Rakshasa. When he was a child, Qu Lian was so frightened that he could not sleep, thinking that he was a man-eating evil spirit.
But now, he seems to be holding her body and crying?
*
When he opened his eyes again, Qu Lian returned to the age of fifteen. That person had not yet become the leader of the secret pavilion, but was just an ordinary secret guard.
When she left, the man was tied to the rack and his body was torn.
Seeing her coming, they put clothes on her, so as not to let the blood of the lowly secret guards dirty her eyes.
Qu Lian walked over and knelt down, took out the handkerchief and wiped the blood from his eyes. His voice was gentle and soft, "Axun, can you be my personal guard from now on?"
He raised his head, blood rolled down his forehead, and his dark eyes were deep, reflecting the girl's face.
"I obey my orders."
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At first, Qu Lian just wanted to repay him for his kindness in his previous life, by keeping him by his side and raising him so that he would suffer less.
As a result, as she kept him, she discovered that this was not a loyal dog at all, but an untamed mad dog.
On the day when the country was overthrown, everyone in the capital was unable to protect themselves. The man protected her in his arms and escaped, blocking the boundless blood, holding her waist tightly, with an obscure and crazy expression.
"The young lady can only rely on her subordinates now."
He said the following offensive words, but he was not willing to let the hem of Qu Lian's clothes get a little muddy. Instead, he carefully placed her on the soft couch, then knelt down and took off her shoes and socks, and kissed the instep of her feet.
He made an iron chain with his own hands, tied one end to the girl's wrist, and the other end to his neck.
I am willing to take the edge of my hand for you.
[Squeamish young lady x crazy evil dog brother]
Demining:
1. A mad dog will not bite its owner.
2. There may be a farming plot.
3. Doting on your wife.
Intention: Everything in the past is a prologue