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[Robbery, ruthless emperor vs. Beautiful, sober and runaway maid] When Tang Ning died, Xiao Jue was on a southern tour with his new concubine. Only when the poisonous wine penetrated her throat did she understand that the emperor's favor was like a mirror, and she was just a bird he teased in his spare time. In this life, she walked on thin ice for the sake of glory and wealth, but ended up miserable. I just never thought that when I opened my eyes again, I would be reborn and return to the day when I was serving tea in front of the emperor. The king's eyebrows and eyebrows are still the same, as if they were yesterday. Tang Ning quits, she wants to leave the palace, she can do whoever she likes! Xiao Jue found that the palace maid who was restless and always wanted to seduce him was avoiding him. He deliberately called her to serve him by the hot spring pool, but in the mist, he could only see her staring at the tiles beside the pool. She looks like a nun without squinting. Day after day, Xiao Jue's heart was completely in chaos. - During the emperor's southern tour, a general amnesty was granted to the whole country. Tang Ning clutched the household registration document and ran to the ferry. But before they even got on the boat, Long Xiangwei's torch lit up the entire canal. He stepped forward with cold eyes and a gloomy expression. "Tang Ning, you are really naughty." He gave her a chance, but she just wanted to run. The day he learned that Tang Ning had someone in his heart, Xiao Jue could no longer restrain himself. It was she who seduced him, so she would stay by his side forever. Marry? Don't even think about it!

[Canary vs. The Flower of the High Mountain, Lord × Yinshi Fengliu Shoufu × White Cut Black] At the age of seventeen, Mingxi went from being the jewel of the Shen family to a fake daughter occupying a magpie's nest. On the day when the real daughter returned home, all the old relatives looked on with cold eyes. She turned around to run away, but was knocked into two chests at the same time. On the left is Shen Yanci, the Marquis of Zhenbei, and on the right is Shen Jiyun, the chief minister of the dynasty. Shen Yanci, who had returned from the battle, grabbed her wrist, and there was a hidden fire in his eyes: "The second wife doesn't want the raccoon slave, but I want it." Shen Jiyun, an important cabinet minister who became famous at a young age, stroked her hair with a warm smile: "What are you afraid of? My place will always be Ming'er's home." From then on, she was trapped in a golden cage and became an unspoken competition between the two powerful men. Chess pieces are, after all, chess pieces. And she doesn't want to be a bird in a cage. ... Three years later, in Misty Rain Alley in Jiangnan, a woman in plain clothes walked out of a drug store holding a baby in her arms. Two oil-paper umbrellas covered her head at the same time. The edge of the left umbrella was raised, revealing Shen Yanci's scarlet eyes. "Come home with me." The bamboo-bone umbrella on the right turned slightly, and the smile under Shen Jiyun's jade crown condensed inch by inch. "Who is the child's father...?" And suddenly there were footsteps coming from deep in the rain curtain, protecting her behind him, his eyes unclear. "Ma'am, are they your friends too?"