Jiang Fu is an ordinary mortal in the world of cultivation. Although she was an orphan and miserable in the first half of her life, she was lucky enough to meet a husband who treated her sincerely.
The man was unparalleled in handsomeness, stunning talent and beauty. He saved her life on a cliff and loved her crazily. Jiang Fu shyly married him.
The days after marriage were like wandering into honey, a sweetness that Jiang Fu had never tasted. That man took her to thousands of mountains and rivers, washed her hands and made soup for her, taught her how to practice Chinese calligraphy and hyphenation, and shared the beauty of spring and autumn.
But later, they accidentally passed by a battle between the immortal sect and the demon world, but a single spell brought about the destruction of their mortal bodies.
The man protected Jiang Fu under his body, and then he died without a complete body.
As a mortal like an ant, Jiang Fu could do nothing. She watched helplessly as the man disappeared before her eyes.
The previous time seemed like a sudden and beautiful dream, so I told Jiang Fu in the most decisive way that it was time to wake up from the dream.
I don't know how many years passed, but a low-level monk who was desperate for his life appeared in the world of cultivation. She had no talent, but she worked hard to make everyone afraid.
In the most desperate year, Jiang Fu heard that the immortal sect had a magic method that could bring the dead back to life.
Thinking about how good that person was to her, she endured the pain of marrow cleansing and bone replacement, endured countless scorching summers and cold winters, and finally came under the Immortal Sect.
Then, she raised her eyes and saw that the man sitting in the position of the leader was her dead husband.
Copywriting time: October 16, 2024
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Pre-collection of ancient sayings about chasing your wife "Wu Xijun"
The Zhilan Yushu, the daughter of a declining husband, spoke out of the ordinary, making the people around her jealous who were waiting to see her lively as an orphan.
Wei Wei also treasures his only relative in the world very much. All the wild ginseng that he wanted to exchange for the land was replaced with medicine to treat his injuries. He can use whatever good things are in the house first.
It's just that this husband, for some unknown reason, always wants to return to the capital, and he is so anxious that he doesn't know what to do.
The aunt next door said that if she had a child, she would tie up this man. In the middle of the night, Wei Wei pinned this man down on the newly made bamboo bed. She couldn't control her left and right. After a few random kisses, she was satisfied and wanted to leave, but she was grabbed by the waist.
Does this woman really not understand or is she just pretending?
Pei Junluo gritted his teeth, smelled the elegant fragrance on the tip of his nose, and sighed, forget it, he is his savior after all.
Later, as soon as Shiwei blew out the light, he saw that noble and incomparable man already lying on his bed, with a stubborn look on his face and said that he had pledged himself to save his life.
But later, the declining husband said he wanted to go home, but there was no news.
Wei Wei waited for a long time, and all she waited for was a thick stack of banknotes and a letter asking her to forget all about it.
It turned out that that person was actually the current prince, no wonder he looked down on her.
Why waste such effort? She just wants a family. With this money, she can find an honest and kind man to live her life well.
There are too many people in this world who deceive her into declining. One more person is not too much.
It was only with great difficulty that he opened a lively wine shop in Kyoto. With a smile on his face, he looked at the Jinling youths surrounding him with his abacus, thinking that it would be good to choose a husband among them. However, he saw that the group of people suddenly dispersed in fright.
The new emperor's car was parked outside.
"In decline, don't look at them, just look at me."
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Motto: Hard work will always pay off
