Leng Yue Wanwan

Overnight, the prime minister, who had everything he wanted in the court, had his family destroyed. The daughter of the most powerful prime minister was disfigured. I originally delivered it with all my heart, but in exchange for it, I got a letter of divorce. "You love me, is it because of my appearance?" She asked with tears in her eyes. Her heart was broken when she looked at the man in front of her who once doted on her. "This is one, and the other is to help the emperor stabilize his throne." With a cold reply, he left his tall figure behind, and the only thing left was her with tears streaming down her face. She loves herself and just uses herself. In the end, I was just being sentimental. "Ye Wei, you will regret it!!" Her voice shook the sky, and her tears conveyed her sworn hatred with him. Ten years later, there was a general in the DPRK who killed 100,000 rebels by himself and had a very powerful force. There is another enchanting woman. She used the corpses of countless men who fell under her pomegranate skirt to build her own ladder to ascend to the throne. But who would have known that the general was actually a girl, and that enchanting woman was also reborn after nirvana. When a sharp blade scratched his neck, a drop of blood flowed down her face, and her tears turned into blood. "I have hated it, loved you enough, suffered pain, forgotten it, and my tears have dried up." The sword fell to the ground, and she was tired, so she knelt down and sighed: "I love you, I am really tired."