Miao Shan is the most unpleasant existence in Xinjiang Wu Village. She is fair and thin. She lives in the most secretive and simple wooden house in the mountains and travels alone all year round.
Later, she accidentally bumped into a kind-hearted saint and rescued a man covered in blood.
His appearance is clear and graceful, even if he is unconscious, he still looks like a fallen immortal from the Nine Heavens.
Miaoshan thought, he is hers.
She was going to snatch him and make him her own.
Later, the man woke up, and what he saw when he opened his eyes was Miao Shan—Wuhuan Yanshi clinging to his side.
"I saved you, so... You have to marry me."
Miaoshan deceived him, pretended to be his savior, and asked him to marry her with "favor".
Unexpectedly, the man just chuckled and nodded.
"Okay."
Miaoshan smiled happily and crushed the lover's Gu she had prepared in advance.
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She took him back to her residence. I almost couldn't put it down, lying in his arms every day and telling him my love and affection.
Afraid that he would dislike the simplicity of the wooden house, he secretly poisoned his eyes.
I was afraid of scaring him, so I never showed the scary side of myself that was good at controlling snakes.
Later, Miao Shan found out that he was the prince of the current dynasty.
But she didn't care, he was already hers.
So, she locked him up.
Until that night when the wooden house was burning, the black elite soldiers in silver armor bowed their heads in front of him, "Your Highness, what should I do with that witch?"
After a while, she heard a sound like grinding teeth.
"It would be better to die than live alone."
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Li Zhuoqian was born in an imperial family, he was noble and prosperous, he behaved strictly since he was a child, he was calm and calm, and he never did anything out of the ordinary.
All civil and military officials and even the emperor were full of praise.
The biggest change in his life was that Xinjiang witch girl. Despicable, ignorant, and full of calculations.
Even more despicable to the point of bewitching oneself.
He had never experienced those humiliations, and he even felt disgusted and disgusted by those sticky closenesses. For several days and nights in captivity, he relied on the hatred of drinking his blood and pulling out his bones to hold on.
After returning to the palace, no one knew that he hid the enchantress deep in the Golden Palace, receiving favors every day.
He thought that he must strictly guard this witch and never let her out to harm others.
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Copywritten on 2024/11/4
Purpose: Bright redemption
