Li Ye, the Only Favorite in the Prosperous Age, Begs for His Wife

Qian Xiaobei always thought that he lived in a peaceful era, but he didn't expect to meet Li Xiao. Only then did I realize that I had been living in an illusion, and my three views were suddenly destroyed. Not long after, something happened, something that could be said to change her life. Qian Xiaobei witnessed her mother passing away in front of her half an hour ago. She hoped that none of this was true, and she was furious. After being provoked, he thought Li Xiao was the enemy who killed his mother. After losing his mind, he actually killed Li Xiao like this. However, he met Mu Jingshu, the person who betrayed him, and learned that all this was just Cai Zhiheng's conspiracy. Thinking of Li Xiao who he had killed, a mouthful of old blood got stuck in his throat and he actually burped like this. Unexpectedly, when she woke up again, the scene before her mother's death appeared in front of her. She wanted to prevent this heartbreaking thing from happening again, but fate seemed to be playing tricks on her, and everything was in vain. The two experiences forced Qian Xiaobei to work hard to calm down and avenge his parents. After Qian Xiaobei chose a different path, he discovered that everything was not that simple. Small Theater Qian Xiaobei: "I really want to squeeze you to death right now. What are you doing? Do you use your brain when doing things?" Li Xiao: "Xiao Bei, this is my fault. Don't be angry. But it's not too late to know now." No, no, if the wife is angry, she should comfort her first. Qian Xiaobei: "Being coquettish, you must be acting coquettishly. Hey, you are a grown man... Where is your aloof CEO style?" With a look of disgust. Small Theater Qian Xiaobei: "Why are other people like roses with thorns and little wild cats with sharp claws, but I am a little wild boar with thorns." What do you mean? Li Xiao: "Do you know how much you ate?" Qian Xiaobei: "I want to die." (Everything in this article is fictitious. If there are any similarities, we would be honored.)