The Princess Who Ran Away from Marriage Did Not Go to Court

According to legend, the king of the Northern Kingdom was more than eight feet tall. He was tall and strong, with eyes like gongs and arms as long as apes. Everyone around him trembled when he walked. He could eat a pig and three measures of rice in one meal. He was so strong that he could pull ten cows with one hand. When he sees a girl he likes on the street, he grabs her, and she is pampered by Beihuang and Beihou. They get everything they want. He was a man who made women in the boudoir tremble with fear. Fortunately, the Queen of the North arranged a marriage for him when he was still in his mother's womb. My fiancée, Miao Fu'er, is about to get her hair. When she heard that she was going to marry a man who was so evil even though he had never been masked, she refused to do so. On a dark and windy night, she left a letter of divorce, which was called divorce... ****************************************************************** Hey, do you have a handle or not? A girl wearing tattered men's clothing leaned on a big rock, holding a horse's tail in her mouth, and winked and asked the picturesque man fishing by the river. If the girl really wants to know, you can go to my cabin and take a bath together. You and I will be honest with each other. I am also curious about whether you have a handle or not. The man smiled so brightly that the surrounding flowers and plants lost their color. Bah. Young Master, I am naturally the one in charge. A certain girl spat out the horsetail grass in her mouth, sat down next to the man in a swaggering manner, put her hands on his shoulders, raised his chin with one hand to face her, squeezed her narrowed eyes and said: Beauty, tonight I will start from Please take me as your first concubine. I will marry you and live in the twelfth room of your house. If you can make me feel comfortable serving you, it is not unreasonable to ask you to be my first concubine. Forget about being my first wife. I will leave my first wife to the fragrance of Zuixianglou. . . . . .