It was supposed to be a marriage between a talented man and a beautiful woman, a virtuous and gentle man, but he ended up trapped in a bandit's den. . . . . .
The beauty is affectionate and the hero is interested, but the kindness is more important than the mountain. I would rather betray the love than the kindness. . . . .
I originally thought that my heart is like a dead tree that never sees spring. It is precisely because of bad fate that it is hard to resolve the dilemma of love and hate. . . . .
She was extremely unlucky. She dropped out of school to get married because of the war, but she was kidnapped. The kidnapping was forgotten, but she was actually hidden in a brothel. I thought it would be fine if I escaped from the brothel, but I didn't know that I ended up in a bandit's den. The handsome man who was supposed to be Gone with the Wind got married to the handsome young master who valued both friendship and friendship, but he ended up in the bandit's den. . . . .
The angry bandit tried both soft and hard tactics, hoping to trap Phoenix in a chicken coop. . . . . . .
It tells the story of the bumpy life journey of Zhao Jingyi, a beauty in the troubled times of the Republic of China, the pain of love and the heartbreak of hate. She had walked into a palace with three men, but not after all. . . . . .
When Zhao Jingyi was the last one to get out of the car, the cold wind felt that the air around him had condensed, and even his breathing disturbed his vision. The bandits present also widened their eyes and opened their mouths.
A delicate white and tender melon-seed face; the north wind blows, as pink and delicate as a thin layer of makeup; the dark eyebrows are lightly knitted, and the apricot-like eyes are full of fear, because the nervous and thick long eyelashes flicker and waver the heartstrings of men; the delicate little nose stands proudly between the two clouds, and the small and full lips are pale and pale, which not only does not affect her beauty, but also makes people feel more pity. Two long braids were tied with the same yellow bows as the clothes. She wore a light yellow thin cotton satin skirt and jacket on her tall and slender body. The autumn wind blew some wisps of black silk around her ears and the corners of her skirt, making her look very agile and elegant.
This woman should only exist in heaven, I don't know who she came to earth for.
The cold wind made her so dizzy that she couldn't even find her head. I cursed in my heart: Who the hell did such a wicked thing for eight lifetimes and sold such a beautiful woman to a brothel? Isn't this using the night pearl as a slingshot? You are blind.
Sister Yao can also dress up like a lady, and still looks as cold as ice. Either she is too good at pretending, or the swan fell into the quagmire. This girl is too good for his taste.
Leng Feng suddenly jumped off the horse, pointed at Zhao Jingyi with a riding crop and said: Feng Si is so damn discerning, this girl is not the daughter of the Queen Mother, she is too handsome. This girl belongs to me. Take her to my house and serve her with delicious food and drinks. I am so happy now. My brothers have finished selecting women and are drinking with me. . . . . .
Zhao Jingyi had just left the wolf's den and fell into the tiger's den. She originally wanted to find a way to escape from the car on the road, but she didn't expect that the red-faced man actually sprinkled ecstasy powder into the car. First, she thought the prostitutes were too noisy, and second, she was afraid that the red girl who got on the car last would make trouble and escape, otherwise she would not have hidden a little maid in the car. The little maid was given for free, and he could not let her run away. Third, I was afraid that the girls would secretly look outside and write down. Their hiding place is extremely secluded, so it is impossible for prostitutes to remember it. It would be easier if they were all asleep. Kill three birds with one stone. In this way, Zhao Jingyi escaped from the brothel without a chance to escape from the car. Being dragged into the bandit den