The Unscrupulous Princess Is Very Defiant

Once married, the best young master in the world painted a beautiful picture with his wonderful paintings; On her second marriage, the reclusive owner of the village was so infatuated that he had no regrets and spent all his family wealth to ensure that she would have no worries for the rest of her life; Marrying for the third time, the power of the regent is overwhelming, and the whole city is betrothed to beauties with a smile; Thousands of miles of picturesque mountains and rivers, what does that have to do with her? If you sit on the throne of the world, it will be nothing more than a piece of loess in a hundred years, and your merits and demerits in a thousand years will be judged by future generations. Xiaoyao Shanshui thought he could escape his fate in this way, but little did he know that Feng Xing, the master of his life, was destined to have an extraordinary life. In troubled times, with the flames of war, the dragnet woven by every inch of love cannot catch the broken heart. Blood stained the top of Qixia Mountain, exhausting the last trace of trust. She said that I know I owe too many people, but Yun Zhi, the only person I don't owe is you. The Four Kingdoms are turbulent, and a series of unknown love-hate entanglements are revealed. Time is nostalgic for so many infatuations, and many men are amazed, but they don't know where their hearts are going. The moon is shining alone, the colorful clothes are in chaos, and the chessboard is also the world. If you make a wrong move, everyone will lose. After the dust settled, the emperor opened the nine-layered palace gate and watched her leave in despair. The empty city is prosperous, and the songs are endless. After this, there will be no future. Going around in circles, I dreamed that peach blossoms were blooming ten miles away in the valley, and the man in white clothes was as white as snow, as if he was young. Qingqing, are you okay? Famous beauties fall in love with each other. Small Theater That night, the top of Qixia Mountain was stained with blood, and all eighteen hidden guards died because of her. The sky-breaking silk appeared, dressed in bloody clothes, like a demon from hell. "I originally wanted to become a Buddha, but God won't help me, so what's the use of it?" "Today, Mo Qinghua used blood as a curse, cursing the world to become rivers of blood and piles of bones, and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers to turn into ashes. Anyone who wants to stop me, kill them, and those who kill me, destroy them."