Jinzhicuo

I used to be the only princess in the Great Xia Dynasty. The young master from the general's family climbed over the wall and entered the palace just to make a kite for me. The young man accompanying the emperor's brother blushed and gave me a jade pendant of the same heart. My royal brother dotes on me as much as he wants, obeys me in every way, and wants the stars but not the moon. Until the real princess walked into the Jinluan Palace holding on to the late queen's jade hairpin, all the officials knelt down to greet her. It turns out that I am just an unfinished scapegoat kept in the palace wall. I was sent to the clothing bureau and everyone ignored me Wait until the emperor's dragon drives guests The imperial brother who inherited the throne slowly walked down the imperial steps, approached step by step, rubbed my cheek with his fingertips and told me that he wanted me to be his queen. The imperial brother's escort looked at me affectionately and said that he would give me freedom and a future. Why is it that even the young master who often plays with me in the mud looks at me with that weird look! I have a splitting headache. It's so scary, just run away for a while. The superficially stable but dark and sensitive real emperor vs the pure idiot turned white and black fake princess 1V1, Huang brother's genuine brand, sc, micro abuse, he New article "Bringing pirated AI into the world of cultivation" Because of the high turnover of system employees, Ye Qifeng did not receive his own book-passing system. She nodded in understanding and connected the AI ​​to the sword spirit. Ye Qifeng smiled slightly at the sharp sword: Hello, Chaite Jipingtian. Sword Spirit:. After getting along for a while, Ye Qifeng slowly asked his question: Chaite Jipingtian, what is your training vocabulary? Chai Teji Pingtian replied sincerely: Xiao*shu, *pu, *pet, *bo. Ye Qifeng's eyes darkened. At the same time. Ying Zhaoxue, a newbie, rubbed her new sword darkly and vowed to God that she would become an ascended power. The sword spirit with the sword said: "Ying Zhaoxue, your words are like a knife, hitting the core of this sword firmly. This time I understand, I really understand, you don't want to be a powerful person, but you like the feeling of no longer being bullied. This time, I will not run away, hide, or evade. If you want me to help, I will risk my life to help." Ying Zhaoxue, who had never tasted such sugar-coated bombs, was moved to tears. The system in the distance scratched its head and updated a cross-window memory to make up for its mistake of connecting to the wrong AI. ______ Ye Qifeng chatted with Chai Teji Pingtian: "Ying Zhaoxue has fair skin. If the Immortal Sect Master was punched, he would probably turn a large amount of blue." Ying Zhaoxue held her sword and her ears turned red, "Is everything you said true? Did my senior sister really compliment me on my white skin?" Sword Spirit: "Ying Zhaoxue, you are very good-looking. You can get so excited even with small compliments. Don't you know that you have attracted the attention of so many people? Senior sister's compliment may have been said casually, but this is the warmth you want most." A short story about cultivating immortality and rescuing the blackened junior brother. The third senior sister who has a big heart and just wants to hang out and wait for death but is surprisingly good at swordsmanship VS the junior junior brother who originally planned to become a gloomy male protagonist and sweep away the world but is too easy to conquer by himself. Purpose: Active life