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She knew that she was not smart and was a bit confused, but there was no need for the fairy sisters to give them so many nicknames. The words "Idiot Ya'er", "Destructive Ya'er", "Unlucky Ya'er" and "Violent Ya'er" had hurt her young heart so much that she couldn't hold her head up. In fact, she just did something wrong occasionally. She didn't do it on purpose. Even this time, she just accidentally set the Yue Lao Temple on fire. Why did Mr. Yue and his father have such a shameful face that they actually kicked her into the world? Dear friends, the new article about the dish has been posted~ (An Fei) http://read. Xxsy. Net/info/247388. Html She was his first wife given by the emperor, but her father was also the one he hated the most. For him, I broke down in tears and stayed up all night. When the cold lake water took away the only warmth in her life, She had run out of tears and love, and her heart was filled with despair. She wanted to end her life in ruins, but she never imagined that a bigger conspiracy was waiting for her. She could only put her weak body into the long sword. In the heavy snow, The dazzling blood stained the surrounding whiteness like plum blossoms. She smiled sadly: Dye snow, dye snow. What an ironic name! When my father named himself, Have you ever thought that his daughter's ending would be like this? She was like a thorn in his throat, Just because the blood of the Xi family flows in her body. He hated, hated her "indifferent", hated her "understanding", hated everything about her. He once thought that being ruthless, cruel, and completely hurt was his best choice. But in the heavy snow, Holding her body that was getting colder, he burst into tears after all. Only to discover: This sword not only pierced her heart, but It turned out that he was already covered in blood and bloody. But her earnest words rang in my ears: "If... There is a next life, I, Xi Ranxue, would rather be... The star farthest away from you, Yin Luorao!" But... Where will you be in your next life? … The spring silkworm's silk will not be used up until it dies, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.