Xu Ye was originally a beggar on the long street of the capital. By chance, he was accepted as an apprentice by a killer and lived in seclusion in Yunxi Village with him.
On the day when his master passed away due to a strange poison, Xu Ye picked up his benefactor who was seriously injured.
After the benefactor woke up, he not only lost his memory, but also insisted on committing himself to her.
Looking at that handsome face, Xu Ye couldn't say any words of rejection.
After getting married, the husband is not only good-looking, but also very considerate.
If you are not good at reading, he will teach you.
If he doesn't know how to cook, he will learn.
There is no money, he earns it.
Xu Ye showed off in front of his friends that he had a snail husband.
As a result, not long after Niu Biao left, her cheap husband left her with the words "We don't owe each other, see you again when we are destined".
If the man ran away, then he would start a business. Xu Ye and his friends ran to the capital overnight to open a store.
The sun was shining that day, and Xu Ye was picked up by his friends early in the morning and ran to the city gate to watch King Ming Zhao, who had been missing for a long time and suddenly returned to Beijing.
The wind blew the corner of the carriage door curtain, and King Ming Zhao's face flashed past. His friend trembled and grabbed Xu Ye's sleeve: "Xiao Ye, am I blind? Why do I look so familiar to King Ming Zhao?"
Xu Ye's hand had already touched the dagger left to her by the killer master. Doesn't it look familiar? Isn't this her cheap husband who ran away secretly?
The rumors about her husband in Beijing were very different from the person in her impression.
Later, when it was dark and stormy at night, Xu Ye went to the palace to assassinate someone. Someone blurted out her nickname, and Xu Ye realized that he had mistaken his benefactor all along.
Just when she was about to find out, her cheap husband appeared behind her with a sinister expression on his face: "Madam, why don't you go back to the palace?"
Intention: Never forget the original intention
