Master Shoufu's Rules for Growing Flowers

[Recommended to download this preview, "Her Three-Inch Golden Lotus", Chiu Mi~] [Age difference/Nurture system/The flower of the high mountain bends for love] The squeamish and rebellious girl VS the old-fashioned ascetic chief assistant Yan Dongning was born with beautiful face and good looks, but unfortunately she was sick since she was a child, so her parents sought medical advice to raise her as a child. When she was thirteen years old, her father was demoted for some reason and traveled three thousand miles to Lingnan. He was afraid that she would die of illness on the way, so he had to entrust her to a friend in Beijing. My father's little friend is the chief minister of the court. He has the appearance of a beautiful woman and great power. The slightest frown on his face can make the court tremble. But Dongning was not afraid of him. Whenever she was dissatisfied, she would burst into tears and wipe her face, "I'm leaving, I'm going back to Lingnan." Zhang Lingzhi had no choice but to coax softly: "Good Xue'er, uncle was wrong." Everyone in the Zhang Mansion was wide-eyed. The Chief Assistant, who had always been arbitrary, would eventually bow his head. But there was only one thing that Zhang Lingzhi couldn't do as she wanted. "Why can't you like me?!" Dong Ning had an angry face and stood on his nap couch, stamping on the quilt. Zhang Lingzhi looked at her coldly and said, "If you continue to act nonsense, I will send you back to Lingnan." Dong Ning hugged her big stuffed animal and cried and wet several pillows. ＊ Yan Dongning was raised extremely well in Zhang's Mansion. The girl was twenty-nine years old and had a stunning appearance. All the attentive men had to queue up outside Zhang's Mansion. She walks around among the green leaves every day and feels so happy. It was so dangerous that I almost hung myself from an old tree. She came home late that day and was stopped by Zhang Lingzhi, who had been waiting in the yard for a long time. The girl turned her head reluctantly, and the hickey on her neck was bright red and dazzling. Zhang Lingzhi's eyes turned red and he slapped the table angrily: "Shameless!" She pouted and retorted: "Who are you to me? It's none of your business!" Looking at Shoufu's face twisted with anger, she felt very happy. In the dimly lit study room, pens, ink, paper and inkstones were smashed on the floor. The girl was hugged on the desk, with a green gauze hanging hanging from her waist. The first assistant kissed the sweat away from her temples, and said in a low-mellow voice, "Tell me, who am I Xue'er?" She bit her red lips tightly, and annoyance escaped from her teeth: "It's... Husband..." [Male protagonist's perspective] Zhang Lingzhi always felt that Yan Dongning was his bottom line as a person. But now, for the sake of the fragrance on her neck, it doesn't want to be a human anymore. The old house is on fire/the old-fashioned man breaks the habit/the old man talks dirty words to show off his broken leg 1. Double C 1v1 he 2. The emotional line and intimate interaction between the male and female protagonists are between the female protagonist and the hairpin. 3. Illustration, imitation. ———————————————— Recommend the advance collection of the next book "Her Three-Inch Golden Lotus", save the manuscript~ Hong Kong prince vs feudal foot-bound woman Jiang Minghao died in an early morning wild race before crossing over. The Bugatti dial reached a speed of 400 per hour, and he hit the railing of the winding mountain road. When he woke up again, he was transformed into the eldest son of the Duke's palace and was told to marry his cousin. On the wedding night, he met his wife. The candlelight was dim, and the girl was wearing a bright red wedding robe, with thin shoulders and a tight waist, sitting quietly beside the bed. A pair of small feet dangled, only three inches wide. Jiang Minghao had never smelled this kind of smell on a seventeen-year-old girl: rotten and withered. Like a coffin corpse that has been dead for many years. He thought that he would never fall in love with such a woman in his life. ＊ Pei Xuanzhu has lived for seventeen years, and years of training in women's virtues have ingrained her taste. She has been polished into a perfect lady who best meets ethical expectations, and the wealthy families in Beijing compete to marry her. But her husband doesn't seem to like her. My cousin seems to have changed since he married her. There is always a loose and unruly youthful air between his eyebrows. He also always likes to say some strange words to her, "Women hold up half the sky" and "We are all equal"... There are some words she understands and some words she doesn't. But no matter what he said, Pei Xuanzhu would raise a pair of slender eyebrows, and her lips would dimple slightly, "My husband is right, I will listen to you." However, the look on his face was even more disgusting. Pei Xuanzhu didn't know what she had done wrong. She clearly abided by the three obediences and four virtues, and the husband as his wife. Until that day, he picked up her three-inch golden lotus, untied her foot-binding piece by piece, and threw it into the brazier. "Don't bother me anymore from now on." Pei Xuanzhu was frightened, and Lu'er's eyes trembled slightly, "Husband... Are you going to bring the slave family to court?" There was a rich dark color in his eyes, which seemed more like compassion than disgust. ＊ Pei Xuanzhu was relieved. The wilderness in the western suburbs was so vast. He held her hand and said, "Run, Xuanzhu, start running." Run? Such an unfamiliar word. She had rarely even taken the second step in her life. What was running? He grabbed her hand and led her forward. She staggered, her toes that were bent to the point of deformity hurt, but the wind whistled from her ears and clouds swirled in the sky, and she really wanted to cry out. It turns out that life can be so enjoyable. ＊ In the 30th year of Jing'an, the Mongolian cavalry went south, and the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed. Pei Xuanzhu joined the army and became an accompanying military doctor. At night, I was lying beside the Yellow River, with the sound of water and clouds still floating in the sky, but without his warm and generous palm. "Run, Xuanzhu, start running." His firm voice rang in my ears again. It was he who taught her that the world is vast and women can travel very far. Food guide: 1. It's he! ! Yes he! ! I swear! 2. 1V1, double clean Intention: Destiny will favor lovely people.