Jiang Shuang'er was a concubine. Her mother had to resort to dishonorable means to give birth to her, which made her life extremely difficult.
When talking about her, people in the Jiang family can only think of her as timid, submissive, and almost transparent.
One year at a spring banquet, the sisters tricked her into entering the private room of the prince's legitimate son.
Xie Cong, the legitimate son of Duke Zhen, is as his name suggests. He is as handsome as a sculpture, but he has an extremely cruel temperament. He treats women without any pretense. Even the current princess can't get enough respect from him.
The sisters in the Jiang Mansion were excited, waiting to see Xie Cong get angry and kick Jiang Shuang'er out.
At this time, in the room.
Jiang Shuang'er knelt on the ground, her thin shoulders trembling.
Xie Cong pinched her chin with one hand, forcing the girl to raise her head.
He rubbed the soft skin of her chin with his fingertips, looked into her passionate eyes, and touched the corners of her lower lips:
"Ayan, this time you brought it to your door yourself."
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Xie Cong was young and frail. When he was young, he spent five years in a mountain temple in the south of the Yangtze River.
The days of cultivation were very hard. In order to exercise, he had to climb Tianjue Mountain every day.
But he gritted his teeth and persisted every day.
Because when he reaches the top of the mountain, there will be a girl with red cheeks, smiling at him and calling him sweetly: "Brother!"
Xie Cong always thought that he was special until he discovered that the girl had one, two, three or four "brothers".
He ranked fifth.
Intention: Don't give up hope in love.