[Gentle Beauty Attack (Shen Fu) × Strong and Cold Shou (Gu Cuo)]
After passing the Jinshi examination, Shen Fu worked as a clerk in the Hanlin Academy for six years.
They work on time, don't work overtime, work five days a day and have one day off, and there's no need for intrigue.
Until one day, Gu Cuo, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, made a mistake and should have been sentenced to death. The Holy Spirit showed mercy and granted him a marriage to Shen Fu as his wife.
According to rumors, Gu Cuo had been the commander for six years. He was ruthless and notorious. He had a scowl, hunched muscles, and killed countless people with a long knife in his hand.
On the day of the wedding, a large number of royal guards came to Shen's mansion carrying a red sedan chair.
It doesn't look like someone who is sending a bride away, but like someone who is coming to... Exterminate the family.
When worshiping in the hall, Gu Cuo smiled politely at the two people in the hall in order to make himself look less vicious.
As everyone knows, he smiles like this when facing the dying prisoners in prison.
Gao Tang straightened up and pushed over.
Shen Fu: Weak and helpless, we dare not move...
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In Gu Cuo's eyes, Shen Fu had a gentle and gentle look with gentle breeze and clear moonlight.
It was not until later that Shen Fu single-handedly fought off 600,000 rebels, saved thousands of people from the fire and water, and became the emperor's teacher.
Later, Gu Cuo was pressed under Shen Fu, and Shen Fu's fair and slender fingers clasped Gu Cuo's wheat-colored palm, smiling softly as always.
"I didn't expect that the Commander's waist is so narrow..."
Shen Fu was thin and prone to illness. Gu Cuo didn't want to hurt him, so he lowered his guard and said, "Since I'm married to you, come on."
Spending a night together, we were so intimate that we could not even describe how close we were to each other.
Perhaps the window was not closed properly and he was sweating a lot. When Gu Cuo woke up, Shen Fu's forehead was hot, his limbs were cold, and he was caught in the wind.
So the commander silently held his sore and numb waist, took medicine and cooked porridge, and reflected that he should close the windows next time.
Intention: This heart is bright, what else can I say?
