General of Crazy Love, Please Be Gentle.

When Feng'er was thrown into the mass grave, her nose was filled with the rotting smell of corpses, and only one sentence echoed in her mind: He was such a cruel man that he would not even give her a shabby bed. Feng'er knew that she was as lowly as a weed. Feng'er also knew that Yan Yan was a high-ranking and inviolable existence, a majestic general. So she was self-aware and thought that it would be good to watch it from a distance. Even if she couldn't see it from a distance, it would be better to keep it in her heart as the most precious memory. However, things are unpredictable. She actually had the exact same face as Huang Fuyue, the fiancée whom she had been talking to the third princess of Dayin, and she ended up with him by accident. His tenderness and carefulness were like a prairie fire, burning her to ashes and destroying her forever. Even in the end, he coldly and ruthlessly hinted her to die, coldly and ruthlessly threw her dying body into a mass grave without even giving her a shabby reed mat, she still couldn't bear to hate him. When they met again, he was domineering and arrogant, and took her into his house by force. The reason is that she has the same face as Huangfu Yue, so she is not qualified to show up, as it will stain Huangfu Yue's reputation. She doesn't complain or get angry, this is her life, she is not Huangfu Yue, but she has a face exactly like her, this is her fate. Imprisoning her, imprisoning her, and serving her as a servant of the general, she thought she would be like this until her death, but it was not the case. Don't let her go. Feng'er could never figure out what he was thinking. One day, she became a phoenix in nirvana and could look at him from the same height, but the distance became farther and farther. Huangfu Yue looked at her arrogantly: "So what if you fly onto a branch? You are just a pheasant covered in phoenix feathers. No matter how dazzling you are, you will still be humble." Feng'er smiled calmly: "So what? Regardless of whether I am humble or not, my status is higher than yours." "The words are mine." "What's yours is yours, what does it have to do with me?" Finally one day, Yan Yan no longer existed like a god in her heart. The words hurt her, her heart was dead, and she could finally face him calmly without any waves in her heart. However, Yan Yan didn't intend to let her go just like that. If she is his, she will always be his. Want to run away? Don't even think about it! One afternoon, General Yan stopped a woman. "Are you going to see Mr. Li today?" "Yeah." "How are people?" "My father introduced me, so it's naturally good." "Then you are willing?" "It is my blessing to marry Mr. Li." "Is he as good looking as me?" "I just want to get married peacefully and live peacefully." "You can't marry her." He looked at her gloomily, and the erroneous words came to an end. That night, Prince Li, the prospective consort of Princess Changqing of Dayin, happened to fall into a latrine while walking at night. He stayed in the latrine all night and was rescued by a slave the next day. For the sake of Princess Changqing's 'happiness', a certain young man named Li proposed to break off the engagement. How did you fall into a latrine while walking on the road? Is there a latrine on the road? There is something fishy about this matter, I'm afraid only the person involved can explain it clearly. However, Feng'er cannot marry for the time being. … This is a story about a handsome and unrestrained scumbag man and a weak and submissive girl. The man is scumbag enough and the soft girl is soft enough. Male pigs are scumbags, typical gentle scum. The female pig is soft, a soft girl who still can't get hard even if she counterattacks ==. Yes, this is an extremely tangled article that can barely be called a pet article... A fictional article.