His Highness Ben Qingcheng

New pit http://novel. Hongxiu. Com/a/811100/, the useless goddess counterattacks the history of blood and tears PS PS peerless immortal master's development story, friends are welcome to jump into the pit, okay! She was once Her Highness Qingcheng, whose talent for singing clear songs captivated the world. She only dedicated herself to one city, but overnight, her appearance was completely ruined and she was exiled in the world. He is the charming and resourceful Mr. Xiyan. When he is in trouble, he is rescued by her and suddenly appears! They are both fallen people in the world, he wants to seek great fortunes, and she wants to avenge her bloodshed. As a result, thunder from the sky hooked the fire from the earth, and the seduction turned into adultery. She turned into a faceless young man who alternately was a boy and a girl, and he also became the Jade-faced Yama who turned all living beings upside down. The rivers and lakes are far away, and he and she go through the clouds and rain; the temple is high, she helps him dominate the world, and the rivers and lakes are ups and downs in troubled times! When she looked back, she was prosperous, rich and gorgeous, but she found that the past was full of mist, and her grudges were difficult to resolve. When she was young, Zhu Ma was already the most powerful Prime Minister of the country, but she planned to spend a night in a red gauze tent and was caught and raped in bed: "Yun Qingcheng, as long as you are still by my side, it doesn't matter if you are never recovered!" The promiscuous palace was criticized by thousands of people. She knelt in the government hall and looked at her coldly. But he was like a divine truth coming back to the light: "The State of Mu is willing to marry His Highness Qingcheng of the State of Yun with a hundred miles of red makeup and the whole country!" Ten years of emperor's plan, one day's beauty is in chaos! They are a match made in heaven, but old grudges are hard to resolve. How can she win over each other when they are half and half? The years are passing by, the flowers are blooming like brocade, who allows me to let the dust settle; the setting sun shines lightly, the clear song is long, I ask you where we can go home together...