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Overnight, both her parents died. Ling Suyuan was framed by her concubine and fell off the altar. In the fire, her face was destroyed and she became a dead person in the eyes of the world. But she didn't expect that someone would marry her with ten miles of red makeup when she was at her lowest. "This king is willing to marry you with all the wealth and honor of the country." She was stunned, "Why?" "I lack you in my life, but with you, my illness can be cured without any medicine, and my property can make tens of thousands of dollars every day. All in all, you prosper me." After weighing the pros and cons, Ling Suyuan agreed and became the man's personal amulet, the golden brave of the palace. But she always felt that this man was taking advantage of her illness to take advantage of her. "Although it is good for your illness to be closer to me, you are too close!" But someone was shameless and refused to let go, "You are the princess I am marrying. Why don't you give me a hug?"