Salted Fish Survival Guide

Jiang Wanzhi has a huge secret - she is the body of Feng Ge appointed by fate. But she just wants to be a salted fish. During the day, she was the frail and delicate daughter-in-law of the Prime Minister's Mansion, as fragile as a glazed beauty. After dark? With the brocade quilt covered and the candlelight flickering, the latest novel is her happy home - Imperial Power? Phoenix life? How could "The Cold-faced Prince's Little Wife" be as good as that? However, Xianyu's comfort was shattered by an edict. The emperor put her into the southern patrol team and more thoughtfully arranged for her to ride in the same car with Lin Yunzhou, the gentle and elegant seventh prince. In the carriage, Jiang Wanzhi was trying to hold her forehead and pant to maintain her persona, but the book of words in her sleeve "clacked" and accurately slipped to the edge of the man's boots. Twisting the storybook with his knuckled hands, Lin Yunzhou lowered his eyes and glanced at the cover. When he raised his eyes, he still had that gentle smile. "Miss Jiang," he leaned forward, his warm breath brushing against her ears, and gently stuffed the book back into her trembling sleeves, "The book... Was held upside down." Jiang Wanzhi: "..." A large social death scene! Salty fish career encounters Waterloo! She decided to stay away from His Majesty the Seventh Prince and keep a perfect distance. Until that rainy night, she accidentally bumped into the end of the corridor, and the moonlight outlined his clear profile. He turned his back to her and used a silk handkerchief to wipe the dark red that had not yet solidified between his fingers. There was a chilling arc at the corner of his mouth. "Miss Jiang?" He turned around and instantly looked like a gentle and dignified gentleman again. However, when he caught a glimpse of her thin pajamas, his eyes suddenly darkened, "It's cold at night." He took off the robe that was still warm and put it on her gently and meticulously, as if he were treating a rare treasure. Jiang Wanzhi's whole body was cold - the dark red on his sleeves was being quietly wiped away by his long fingertips. It's over! Revealed the true face of Crazy Batch! In order to survive, Xianyu was forced to show his fangs: catch him! Make him fall in love with him! Let him love her so much that... He can't bear to touch a hair on her head! She clumsily imitated the heroine in the storybook, her eyes wandered, and she deliberately came closer. But he seemed completely unaware, and the indulgence in his eyes almost drowned her. At the palace banquet, people drank and drank. The Minister of the Ministry of Finance proposed a marriage with a hidden knife in his smile. Jiang Wanzhi's fingertips were cold and she subconsciously looked at Lin Yunzhou. He sat at the head of the table, the gentle smile on his lips remained the same, and the wine in the glass cup swayed gently. After the banquet was over, he knelt down in front of her and adjusted her skirt that trailed to the floor, gently. "Don't be afraid," he raised his eyes. There was a gentle whirlpool in his eyes that could drown someone, but his voice was icy, "I know you don't want to." "Tomorrow morning, you will hear..." He chuckled, word by word, hitting the tip of her heart, "Your Excellency, the news of a sudden serious illness." She originally thought it was just a prank that started out of fear and ended up being exploited. Until the moonlit night when the gardenia fragrance floated, he leaned forward, his cold lips with a destructive piety, and kissed her fingertips like a brand. "If this game between you and me is destined to be a winner--" She saw the burning passion and paranoia in her eyes, without even a hint of pretense: "Then I admit defeat in this game of chess." Jiang Wanzhi was shocked and speechless: Wait! This is the wrong way to admit defeat! This look... Is so familiar! So what she thought was an overturned first encounter was actually his carefully planned reunion? ! Who caught whom? ! Purpose: Loyalty and love both ways