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Hibiscus Comes Out of the Water to Do New Makeup
Ancient Romance芙蓉出水斗新妆
Wan Xun
"I didn't expect that the dignified eldest lady of the Ji family would crawl at my feet one day?! Haha." Cao Xishuang covered her mouth and looked at the filthy woman lying on the ground with contempt. Ji Aofu clenched her fists tightly and dug her nails deeply into the flesh of her palms, but she could only press her head against the ground and bite her lips tightly without saying a word. "Looking at you like this is so disgusting!" Looking at Ji Aofu who was lying on the ground without saying a word, he waved the silk in his hand in disgust as if to dispel the smell of blood that filled the air. "I have done everything you asked me to do. Please let my son and daughter go!" Ji Aofu endured the severe pain in her throat and said word by word. "Come with me! I'll take you to meet your children." Cao Xishuang twisted her waist and turned around and left the house. The two stout women standing next to Cao Xishuang roughly pulled Ji Aofu up from the ground. Ji Aofu was dragged all the way to the back mountain by the two women. His severed legs could only be scratched by the stones on the road. By the time they reached the back mountain, Ji Aofu had already dragged a long bloody path. "Don't you want to see your children? Hey, over there, go and see for yourself." Cao Xishuang stepped aside to reveal a deep pit behind her. Seeing the big pit behind Cao Xishuang, Ji Aofu endured the fear in her heart and used her hands to pick up the raised rocks and weeds on the ground and crawled towards the big pit...
"I didn't expect that the dignified eldest lady of the Ji family would crawl at my feet one day?! Haha." Cao Xishuang covered her mouth and looked at the filthy woman lying on the ground with contempt. Ji Aofu clenched her fists tightly and dug her nails deeply into the flesh of her palms, but she could only press her head against the ground and bite her lips tightly without saying a word. "Looking at you like this is so disgusting!" Looking at Ji Aofu who was lying on the ground without saying a word, he waved the silk in his hand in disgust as if to dispel the smell of blood that filled the air. "I have done everything you asked me to do. Please let my son and daughter go!" Ji Aofu endured the severe pain in her throat and said word by word. "Come with me! I'll take you to meet your children." Cao Xishuang twisted her waist and turned around and left the house. The two stout women standing next to Cao Xishuang roughly pulled Ji Aofu up from the ground. Ji Aofu was dragged all the way to the back mountain by the two women. His severed legs could only be scratched by the stones on the road. By the time they reached the back mountain, Ji Aofu had already dragged a long bloody path. "Don't you want to see your children? Hey, over there, go and see for yourself." Cao Xishuang stepped aside to reveal a deep pit behind her. Seeing the big pit behind Cao Xishuang, Ji Aofu endured the fear in her heart and used her hands to pick up the raised rocks and weeds on the ground and crawled towards the big pit...

Huang Youxi
Ancient Romance凰游兮
Wan Xun
He is a proud prince who bears the hatred of his mother. He has endured for many years and returned only to overthrow the world; he is a pure national master who shoulders the heavy responsibility of protecting the country. He is neither sad nor happy, like the Buddha lotus lying quietly under Bodhi; And she, like the warmest sunshine, heals the shortcomings in their hearts; and she, like the sweetest sweet spring, nourishes the sadness in their hearts. She is Huo Shi's legitimate daughter and a destined empress, but she just wants to be in the world. Even if she refuses to marry and escapes from marriage, she will not change her original intention. To her, they were confidants, friends, enemies, and lovers; to them, she was the eternal white moonlight in front of the window, and the eternal cinnabar mole on her chest. The eyes are dim and the mountains and rivers are picturesque; when my son returns home, we stand side by side hand in hand. Holding my son's hand, I will grow old together with you; I will live up to you and forget about each other.
He is a proud prince who bears the hatred of his mother. He has endured for many years and returned only to overthrow the world; he is a pure national master who shoulders the heavy responsibility of protecting the country. He is neither sad nor happy, like the Buddha lotus lying quietly under Bodhi; And she, like the warmest sunshine, heals the shortcomings in their hearts; and she, like the sweetest sweet spring, nourishes the sadness in their hearts. She is Huo Shi's legitimate daughter and a destined empress, but she just wants to be in the world. Even if she refuses to marry and escapes from marriage, she will not change her original intention. To her, they were confidants, friends, enemies, and lovers; to them, she was the eternal white moonlight in front of the window, and the eternal cinnabar mole on her chest. The eyes are dim and the mountains and rivers are picturesque; when my son returns home, we stand side by side hand in hand. Holding my son's hand, I will grow old together with you; I will live up to you and forget about each other.

Huang Youxi
Ancient Romance凰游兮
Wan Xun
He is a proud prince who bears the hatred of his mother. He has endured for many years and returned only to overthrow the world; he is a pure national master who shoulders the heavy responsibility of protecting the country. He is neither sad nor happy, like the Buddha lotus lying quietly under Bodhi; And she, like the warmest sunshine, heals the shortcomings in their hearts; and she, like the sweetest sweet spring, nourishes the sadness in their hearts. She is Huo Shi's legitimate daughter and a destined empress, but she just wants to be in the world. Even if she refuses to marry and escapes from marriage, she will not change her original intention. To her, they were confidants, friends, enemies, and lovers; to them, she was the eternal white moonlight in front of the window, and the eternal cinnabar mole on her chest. The eyes are dim and the mountains and rivers are picturesque; when my son returns home, we stand side by side hand in hand. Holding my son's hand, I will grow old together with you; I will live up to you and forget about each other.
He is a proud prince who bears the hatred of his mother. He has endured for many years and returned only to overthrow the world; he is a pure national master who shoulders the heavy responsibility of protecting the country. He is neither sad nor happy, like the Buddha lotus lying quietly under Bodhi; And she, like the warmest sunshine, heals the shortcomings in their hearts; and she, like the sweetest sweet spring, nourishes the sadness in their hearts. She is Huo Shi's legitimate daughter and a destined empress, but she just wants to be in the world. Even if she refuses to marry and escapes from marriage, she will not change her original intention. To her, they were confidants, friends, enemies, and lovers; to them, she was the eternal white moonlight in front of the window, and the eternal cinnabar mole on her chest. The eyes are dim and the mountains and rivers are picturesque; when my son returns home, we stand side by side hand in hand. Holding my son's hand, I will grow old together with you; I will live up to you and forget about each other.