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[Shuangjie, Shuangqiang + Pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger + Abuse the scum + Black Lotus + Flower of the High Mountain] The daughter of a high-ranking family commits suicide after experiencing her family being framed by a traitor, her parents dying unjustly, and her sister being humiliated. She vowed to take revenge and crush all her enemies under her feet. She is as weak as an ant, but in order to get closer to her enemy and to take down the sharp blade, she is willing to sell herself into Yanchun Tower. That night, the man held her chin with a look of disdain, condescending, like a god's humiliation: "What do you want?" She opened her lips and smiled: "Nu Xiang, you will be my knife." In exchange for the man's cold humiliation and abandonment, she knew in her heart that love is the most hypocritical thing in the world. Until she reached the top of the crowd and looked down at all living beings, the man went crazy: "Shu'er, beg me, let me charge into battle for you." She sneered: "But, it's too late."

[Crazy criticism of power forcibly plundering vs. Qinglian fishing system to retreat in order to advance] Fifteen years ago, Lu Kuanhuan, the legitimate daughter of a high-ranking family, was reduced to a prostitute in the Jiaofang. Until Fu Huaijin found her and redeemed her life, she thought she would be safe for the rest of her life. It's a pity that he just entered the wolf's prison and the tiger's den. He was sent to the couch of the 'imperial minister' by his husband. He said: "Mrs. Fu, after all the things that have happened now, have you ever regretted it?" Lu Kuanhuan deliberately tried to please her, but he said it insincerely: "Sir, I regret not being able to advance and retreat with you." Being humiliated by the powerful and framed by the villain, Ye Kuanhuan walked step by step like a bloody song. She vowed to stand on the top of Yunfeng one day to avenge her father and avenge the Lu family. For countless days and nights, the emperor wanted to cut his heart out to her, but Lu Kuanhuan threw it away: "Sir, only those who come here are affectionate and meaner than grass."