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[The white-cut black sand sculpture lady VS the dramatist and the sinister seventh prince] Shen Xinyue once traveled through time and became the frail eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion who couldn't take care of herself. Since I was given such a rich and noble status, of course I couldn't waste it. From then on, I transformed into a delicate and fragile body, weak and easy to push down, weak willow Fufeng Lin Daiyu! I wanted to spend the rest of my life being a salty fish, but for some reason, Lin Daiyu's image always collapsed every time she saw that damn man! At the palace banquet, faced with provocations from many ladies, Shen Xinyue transformed into Lin Daiyu, "Ahem, cough, ladies, I'm really sorry. It's not that I don't want to dance, it's just my body, cough..." The maid Yi Xi stood by to help, "Ah! Miss, why are you vomiting blood? What should I do?" Shen Xinyue cooperated and let out a corner of the handkerchief in her hand, just enough for everyone to see the blood stains on the handkerchief. "Really?" "But I just saw the lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion on the palace road. She trampled a mouse to death with the strength of an ox, and ran away jumping up and down like a monkey." A certain woman gritted her teeth, ruining my image, trying to embarrass me, you're dead! ! ! You don't know where the love started. Once you fall deeply in love, the bud of love quietly breaks through the ground. Just when the two hearts are slowly approaching, a sound of pushing the door sounds ~ "Yue'er, I'm back!" To predict what will happen next, please read the full text, hehe! It's not a sadistic article, the author has a heart of gold, and it has a relaxing and funny ending.