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On the day when the princess tattooed the word "obscene" on my forehead and threw me into the clothing bureau, my future prince-in-law wanted to climb into my bed and use me as his surname. I laughed to tears. Are palace maids born low? Why should my life be despised by you?

For the third wedding, Pei Xu changed the pattern. Write my name on the largest LED screen in the city center, a high-profile show of love. His little childhood sweetheart Su Jiayao was not to be outdone. In front of a room full of guests, he pushed me off the stage. Pei Xu used all his connections to invite orthopedic experts to perform surgery on me. He even threatened that if my leg could not be cured, the entire hospital would be buried with him. Available as soon as the surgery is completed. Pei Xu held my hand and pleaded for Su Jiayao - "Tangtang, don't blame Jiayao, she is just jealous that I got love before her." "Can you sign the letter of understanding?" "When your legs heal, I will give you a grander wedding!"

I am the daughter of a sinful concubine and a concubine, a princess who was rejected by the emperor. My mother was besieged by the eunuchs and humiliated herself in the cold palace. I was chased until I had no way out, and I missed my footing and fell to the feet of Yan Wuyou, the head of the Shenxing Department. Black clothes, jade face, black iron mask. Everyone said that he was the Yama of hell and should be avoided. But I dared to hold on to the corners of his robe and beg, "Sir, please save me!" Yan Wuyou lowered his head slightly, looking at me as if he were a dead thing. "Our family only kills people, not saves others. The princess begged the wrong person." But later, not only did I not die, but I also forced Yan Wuyou to become my consort.