Pearl Palace Beique
Hou Mansion Lady x Zhenbei Young Marshal, double birth
In the previous life, from the Hou Mansion Lady to the mother of the world, Fu Rongwei has suffered a lot of hardships in her life, but she is also extraordinarily magnificent, she is obsessed with power and power, and she almost broke off her love.
Unexpectedly, before he died, the last bright color in his eyes was given by a man.
He is the young marshal of Zhenbeiying, Jiang Xu.
On that day, he led two thousand light horsemen, ate the wind and snow, and entered the king of the capital.
Fu Rong had a knife on her neck, standing high on the city tower and looking down at him, which was a spirit and elegance that she had never seen in her life. The rebels wanted Jiang Xu's life for a life, he died, and she lived.
Fu Rong met his Chicheng's warm gaze slightly, and without waiting for him to make a move, he resolutely grabbed the rebel's knife and inserted it into his neck.
Even when her soul was broken, she couldn't forget the throbbing of that moment.
It's heartbeat.
The boy doesn't know love and hate, and his heart is only in a moment.
**** _The next "Confused Lady"_
Lu Xi is arrogant and arrogant, refuses the princess's marriage, and does not want to be a concubine.
He ran to such a poor and remote place as Liannuma Town, and he had to mix with Su Jinshu.
He said that Su Jinshu looked like the goddess in his dreams.
Su Jinshu pointed to his dirty little face like wiping two handfuls of cat whiskers: "Huh? Goddess?
Lu Xi is the pride of the sky, rich, capricious, ignorant of the people's suffering, intoxicated with singing and dancing.
And Su Jinshu is the daughter of the grass, her parents died early, she was lost at an early age, she sent people under the fence, teased her uncle, outwitted her aunt, kicked her cousin, punched the two dogs at the entrance of the village, and came and went like a fried lion cub.
Lu Xi had been floating on the clouds for too long and was tired, so he jumped down and wanted to roll in the mire with Su Jinshu.
Su Jinshu returned to the capital with him and stepped into the hairpin courtyard, full of flowers, like pearls and jade.
The taste of love was so sweet that she indulged in it for a long time and didn't want to wake up.
Until one day, she inadvertently broke into a dusty water pavilion and saw the painting that Lu Xi had treasured for a long time.
The face of the woman in the painting is eight points similar to that of Su Jinshu.
Like her, but not her.
Su Jinshu woke up like a dream, it turned out that the goddess in the dream he had said was indeed a person, not nonsense.
Su Jinshu took off the painting and went to Lu Xi angrily, wanting to ask for an explanation for himself - "Who is she?" Do you like her? Bai
Manyuan, rain like smoke, Lu Xi didn't speak, and looked at her quietly.
It's like she's looking at someone else.
Su Jinshu poured a basin of cold water on his head, sobered up and calmed down.
"I'm not the goddess of your dreams."
"We're never going to see each other again."
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Fishing scheming beauty vs gentle and crazy prince
Everyone in the capital knows that the current prince Li Yao is a good person, gentle as jade, a benevolent gentleman, and a kitten and puppy rubbing at his feet can be properly treated and appeased.
- It's all fake.
Only Song Qiuse knew his secret.
It was a rainy spring night, Song Qiuse hid behind the door, and saw him holding an umbrella, helping his cousin to dismount, smiling and smiling, with strong affection, and said goodbye.
And when his cousin turned around and hid into the courtyard of the house, he smiled and threw away the umbrella, as if he had wiped off a mask. In the shadow of the sword and sword, he personally led the secret guards to slaughter people, blood seeped into the muddy earth, and a lightning bolt tore through the sky, reflecting his miserable white face like a jade-faced Yama.
Blood and human life did not let Song Qiuse know that she was afraid, and on the same muddy and rainy night, she held a lotus lantern in her hand and pushed the door into his room.
She prefers this lethal stimulus.
Unexpectedly, the prince didn't drive her out, but instead connived at her step by step to get closer and presumptuous.
He stroked the tails of her beautiful red eyes: "Lonely's mansion has always been only in and out, think about it, don't tease Lone." ”
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