Fujin, Direct Descendant of the Qing Dynasty

She was bullied by her stepmother in modern times and never dared to resist. She accidentally traveled to Shaoyao, the legitimate daughter of a Qing aristocrat. Thinking that Shaoyao had parents who loved her and that she was the legitimate daughter, she survived according to her weak temperament. Ten years later, her concubine killed her mother. When her sister pointed the knife at herself, she realized that her sister had died in her hands, and even her three-year-old child had died in her hands. The purpose is just to marry her husband Aixinjueluo. Haug. Before she died, she swore that if she had the chance, she would no longer be weak, she would become strong! God, let her die and be reborn twelve years ago, and she was determined to change everything. With her uniqueness, she attracted the attention of many men. The first one was married to Hauge, and the second one was married to Dorgon. See how she fights against Fujin and concubines. See how she takes revenge on those who once hurt her... Excerpt 1: In the quiet hall, waiting for Hauge's answer, Shaoyao looked at the "fiancé" arranged by the queen for her. "I am willing to marry Xiangyu." That answer seemed to be what Shaoyao expected. She knew that no one would be willing to marry a disfigured woman. "Your Majesty, I would like to accept Shaoyao Gege as a side blessing, please Your Majesty." Dorgon stepped forward and clasped his fists. Shaoyao looked at Dorgon in surprise, and somehow, he had already touched her heartstrings. She was willing to give up her noble surname of Borjijin for him and marry him as Tongjia. Excerpt 2: When the truth was cruelly peeled in front of her eyes like an onion, she found that she had no tears to shed. Everything was done willingly, wasn't it? "Since I have no use value anymore, please ask Prince Rui to be noble and let me go." There was no trace of sadness in her voice, it was as indifferent as the fallen leaves of autumn accidentally drifting. To this place she shouldn't have been. He instantly panicked when he saw her calm look, but he didn't want her to see his panic. He threatened in a cold voice: "You are my side Fujin. Even if I let you go, who would dare to take you in? What capital do you have to go out with the ugly scars on your face?" His words were like sharp knives piercing her heart. Oh, Zeng Jin said that he didn't care about his appearance, but in the end, it became a weapon to threaten her. Excerpt 3: At Hauge's wedding ceremony, Dorgon tried to lift the hijab of Hauge's new Fujin family, despite all obstacles. He was looking forward to it, she was back, she was back with her own identity. The moment the hijab was pulled off, he was disappointed, more disappointed than ever. He didn't see the ugly face he expected, but a peerless face that would captivate a country. People in a room He couldn't help but be shocked by her beauty, only he murmured: "It's not her, it's not her after all." The bride under the hijab looked at his lost look and couldn't help but sneer: "I had known that today, why did I do it in the first place." Fragment 4: "Prince Rui admitted the wrong person. I am not Shaoyao. I just married as her, which does not mean that I am her." She looked at Dorgon who was questioning in front of her and said calmly. Dorgon looked at the stunning woman in front of him confidently: "One day, I will let you admit it." Fragment 5: Shaoyao looked up at the four characters "Prince Regent's Mansion". Except for the change of the plaque, nothing else had changed. "Why don't you go in?" A cold male voice interrupted Shaoyao's thoughts. Shaoyao glanced slightly and said indifferently: "The regent knows why I came today." Dorgon looked at the woman in front of him who dared to negotiate terms with him. She was probably the only person in the world who dared to negotiate terms with him. "I can promise you, but you should know that this is my only request." Dorgon raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman in front of him. It's time for something to come to an end between him and her...