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Concise version: She is the daughter of a runaway princess from the previous dynasty; She was the "son" of the founding emperor of the new dynasty; She is Lord Shaoqing; She is Xiao Ruchen. Official version: It is rumored that the seventh prince Daxin has an arrogant personality, does whatever he wants, is bloodthirsty and cruel, and makes people change their faces after hearing it. Can this stop a child from crying at night? Ning Chen: That's right! Daxin Emperor: Since he is a young minister, he has the power to control the world and make prisons. Only by being fair in his heart, deliberation and pardon, punishing people with justice, and not being unjust in prison can he be famous for generations. Canglan, the former imperial master: The phoenix is ​​flying, and the crane is chirping in the sky! The accumulation of imperial power with dry bones will surely reshape the prosperous age of Yelan! Rong Lin: Don't listen to them, you are just a woman, my Rong Lin's woman! To this, Xiao Ruchen only wanted to reply with two words: Haha! Ps small theater: Xiao Ruchen: I heard that Miss Wang got a Yushu Linfeng forehead wiper. Rong Lin: Her brother stole it. Xiao Ruchen: That Miss Li got a plain white veil yesterday. Rong Lin: Her brother stole it. Xiao Ruchen: Then this hairpin carved from ebony wood... Rong Lin: I gave it to you! For my beloved woman. Xiao Ruchen: But I am a man now! Rong Lin: Fake.

My name is Su Wen, and I was born in a yin year, a yin month, a yin day, a yin time. Grandma said that people like me, who are always cloudy at all times, are not suitable for normal jobs that ordinary people do. Therefore, I majored in forensic science in college, and by accident, I became a mortuary practitioner, which is the kind of profession that arranges the remains of deceased people before they are euthanized. In the country, it is also called a corpse plastic surgeon. The days passed in peace and monotony. However, on my twentieth birthday, after dealing with a special number, something weird happened. Since then, I have been trapped in nightmares from time to time and cannot extricate myself. Is it fate or conspiracy? After being stripped of her cocoon, where should she go in the face of deception and betrayal? PS: Fake supernatural and true reasoning. Writing a book is not easy, there must be an ending~