A bit slow to warm up, but late but here! Give me a chance!
[The ambitious prince who is silent and patient in the mire VS the eldest princess of the black lotus who overcomes thorns and thorns]
Redemption x Rebirth x Revenge x Soul CP
From disparity in status to meeting at the top
Everyone knows that the third prince Chen Yuan is the scourge of Jiangshan Sheji. He has been growing up in the cold palace since he was a child, and everyone is afraid to avoid him.
Only Shen Xinian knows that he can help him avenge his previous life.
She is Mu Zui, and she is also the eldest princess Shen Xinian
When she was drunk, she was imprisoned in the Prime Minister's Mansion, where she cut her flesh and took blood every day to make medicine for the Prime Minister's daughter.
Once reborn, she changed her body and became the eldest princess Shen Xinian with a big tree behind her.
She hated the powerful concubine and the prime minister, and hated them for killing her whole family like ants.
Shen Xinian: We are the same kind of people and should have the same goal
He called her little aunt, and she protected him from the mire to the top of the mountain.
She pulled him to escape the world, she lured him into the deep pool
He is willing to be her knife and chop the person she hates most into pieces.
"I came here today to tell you that before you are in front of others and behind you, don't let others see through your thoughts. The most important thing in this harem is drama."
Chen Yuan's eyes were scarlet: Little aunt, I don't have a grandma anymore. In the days to come, I will only have you.
Shen Xinian only left one sentence: I have finished my work and I no longer need you. In the future, you have to protect yourself and don't want him anymore.
He raised the banner and fought back to Beiqi, pressed her under him, and rubbed her ears and temples together. He repeatedly confirmed: You said you love me, please say you love me!
The lips touching the hollow of the neck were trembling horribly: Little aunt, am I really just a pawn of yours?
