[The work of a cold and tough orphan girl x the surly and paranoid boy "Killer"]
After Ji Wu woke up, he found a husband out of thin air. His surname was Yan and his name was Qi Xue.
According to him, the two made a lifelong commitment to worship heaven and earth, but they were chased by bandits and she injured her head during the fight, so she did not remember him.
This was just what his family said, and Ji Wu didn't believe it at all. Otherwise, why would her first reaction when she saw him be to touch the dagger at her waist?
There should have been a dagger.
When Yan Qixue saw this, her eyes were full of interest, she shook the objects in her hands and said with a chuckle:
"Madam, are you looking for our token of love?"
Ji Wu was still wary and asked:
"You said you are my husband, what proof do you have?"
For some reason, Yan Qixue smiled even happier when she said this.
The next day Ji Wu woke up with soreness all over his body, and he was a little doubtful.
Could it be that he is really her husband?
Why else would she be so familiar with his body?
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Yan Qixue thought that he should have hatred for Ji Wu.
I hate her despicable methods, I hate her sweet words and swords, and I hate her even more for dedicating her youth, her sex, her soul, and her close friends to King Yi, Qi Yun, and turning a ball of mud into a bright moon.
The girl wiped the bright red from her lips, but the sarcasm was still vivid in her mind.
"Yan Qixue, how can a person like you deserve to know how to 'support the Jade Dragon and die for the king'?"
He smiled.
Loyal to the emperor and serving the country, his death will overwhelm him. How worthy is Qi Yun?
He must retaliate and retaliate, one of his few good qualities.
Now, it's his turn to use the honey trap.
There is faith in the sea of hatred, and a firelight lights up at the bottom of the well of lovesickness.
Reading Guide
Double c, mainly emotional flow, slightly Machiavellian.
The female protagonist likes the second male protagonist in the early stage, but the male protagonist has other identities.
The memory-reversed joke may be a little bit silly, and the logical face rolls over the keyboard, and the babies are so proud~
Falling in love and killing each other, amnesia in both directions, sugar-coated glass shards, hatred for the sea and the sky.
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Intention: love and hate are one, like and hate come from the same source
