Food blogger Jiang Li, with her stall setting system, traveled to ancient market homes.
Life was enjoyable, and I even raised a little fool.
The little fool is beautiful and well-behaved, with his heart and eyes full of ginger pears. She stayed by Jiang Li's side every step of the day, and even at night she had to share the same bed with Jiang Li, clinging to Jiang Li, with her head buried in Jiang Li's shoulder before falling asleep.
Being relied on so wholeheartedly by the little fool, day after day, Jiang Li's lonely heart couldn't help but want to beat.
Before the dance was over, the little fool recovered his memory and left without saying goodbye.
When we met again, the other party was already a high and mighty queen, looking at her through the crowd with cold and indifferent eyes.
Recalling that she had yelled at the little fool, and... And did this and that with the little fool, Jiang Li quickly lowered her head, fearing every day, fearing that the queen would remember this dark history and kill her to silence her.
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The Queen returned to the throne after disappearing for half a year, looking more dignified, cold and arrogant than before. Only the personal female officer knew that the Queen seemed to have lost a part of her memory. She could not swallow the food during the day and could not sleep at night.
Until last week's festival, when the king and the people were enjoying themselves together, the Queen kidnapped a small stall owner on the street and only ate the food she cooked. She also asked someone to stay and sleep with him at night.
No one knew that under the layers of bed curtains, the queen was disheveled. With the same expression as the little fool, she begged pitifully: "Good Ali, please, please love me again."
Concept: Life is a little sweet