Recommend the pre-harvest of Jiyou (go to Rome today) "Pity into a Dream" [If you don't look at BE's treasure, please skip the "Jiang Li Line" and "Past Life Line"] ——Copywriting for this article—— Jiang Peixi died of depression in Jianxing in his last life. In a family that pays attention to her family background, she has the most noble identity, but she is married to an orphan with a humble status. She has seen a lot of famous and proud people, and she looks down on this dull husband at all. In this marriage with disparate status, the lonely and arrogant Jiang Peixi treated everything in her husband's family perfunctorily. Until she was drunk and wanted to go back to her parents' house, her husband took her back to Gangneung overnight. In the clear and cold wind and snow, he carried her on his back for a long way, took a boat for three days, and sent her home in the silence of the night. The cold moonlight shone on the snow, and she saw his gentleness and generosity. Only later did the Zhou family and the Jiang family become enemies, and under the frequent power struggles, their husband and wife relationship became increasingly estranged, and finally turned against each other. Jiang Peixi was reborn on the day she returned to her husband's house from her mother's house, she looked at the snow falling more and more heavily and the wind blowing stronger and stronger outside, and thought very clearly: She and her husband started from interests, and will eventually benefit from the marriage, which has no point in maintaining at all. A marriage with a low marriage and a high marriage is a torture for both husband and wife. But when she saw her husband passing by the ruins, stumbling and stubbornly walking towards her, she couldn't hold back her soft-heartedness, just like in her previous life. ** Zhou Shuo is a person who has no desires, he does not like strong emotions, and even has a subtle aversion to hot feelings. From the hurt of his mother's madness for love, he understands a truth, compared to the hysterical heat, the indifference of emptiness and grievances can still retain dignity in the end. Since then, he has calmly faced misery and misfortune, never wishing to have it, never expecting good, and not knowing what grievances are. But looking at his wife who married him, he couldn't help but feel wronged for her. The noble Jiang Junjun, the only stain on his body is low marriage. He was the dust of her beautiful life. He thought he was very transparent, and he felt that he was willing to let Jiang Junjun marry another person. But when he realized his mistake and regained it, he suddenly understood his mother's despair and madness. The so-called love is life and death. * Many years later, the junior of the Zhou family had a throbbing heart and loved a poor child. Zhou Shuo disagreed. Jiang Peixi asked him why. He held the hydrangeas clustered together and walked slowly through the lush shades: "Low marriage is wronged." Demining: 1. Completely overhead, the imperial power is sidelined, the family is respected, the whole book is private, and it has nothing to do with any dynasty. 2. The opening chapter is reborn, the text is mixed with memories, the plot serves the feelings, and the male and female protagonists redeem each other. 3. The heroine has a hard mouth and a soft heart, and is arrogant and temperamental. The male protagonist is a good man, the more he loves, the more inferior he is, not paranoid or sick. The female protagonist has her first love, and the male protagonist has no emotional experience. 4. The male and female protagonists are not perfect characters, please don't let me modify the plot or settings at will. (including narrative style) 5. The first chapter of the text has detailed demining. —— The copy was written on August 13, 2022 and has been archived. —————— Ancient sayings pre-harvest "Yanhu" [Downcast noble son× bright and tenacious little maid] Yanhu is a second-class maid in Prince Gong's mansion, doing rough work to clean the courtyard. Unlike self-motivated maids, she is timid, afraid of making mistakes, and avoids her master. Once she made a mistake on an errand and spilled tea on the Gu family's son. She knelt in the broken porcelain and shivered, not daring to cry out for mercy. Just when she thought she was dead, Gu Gongzi chuckled: "I'm sorry, I didn't see you just now, and I suddenly got up and was scared, right?" She looked up carefully, only to see Gu Gongzi's eyebrows and eyes gentle, smiling calmly. He is caged in the spring light, his eyebrows are beautiful, like jade and pine, and Lang Yan is unique. The gentle voice swept away the panic and despair all over her. Because of Gu Gongzi, she was spared death and only received some minor punishments. But later, the Gu family made a mistake in establishing the reserve and ended up with a full house of beheadings. And Gu Gongzi, who was the champion of the capital, also fell off the cliff, and his bones were gone. After Yan Hu found out, he burned some paper money for Gu Gongzi, hoping that he could give birth as soon as possible. But maybe it was because there was a lot of paper money that night and the fire was a little hot, and she actually dreamed that Gu Gongzi was imprisoned in the dungeon of the palace at night. After dreaming for several nights on end, she got closer to where the dream was pointing. His long messy hair fell on his shoulders like withered grass, his hands were shackled with deep blood marks, and his body was covered with countless whip marks and branding. He heard the voice and looked up at Yanhu. Looking at the eyes that once melted with endless bright spring, now they have become gray and gloomy. Yanhu made a crazy decision, she wanted to save him. Gu Gongzi didn't remember her, his voice was hoarse, and he seemed to be unable to speak normally anymore. "Who are you?" Yanhu helped him and struggled to move forward in the vast snow: "My name is Yanhu. ** After a long time, Gu Gongzi was ranked as the third duke, and his protégés were all over the world. A man of good deeds asked who the woman behind him was. Although Gu Gongzi's voice was hoarse, he still smiled gently as when he was young: "My wife." —————— "Pity in a Dream" by going to Rome today Nguyen Ying had a stepmother when she was eight years old. The stepmother is jealous and has a lot of harsh precautions against her. She thought that she would live under her stepmother's nose as her duty, and when she was old, she would wait for the bamboo horse to marry her. The days will always get better and better. Who knew that her stepmother actually sent her to Xiangye's bed. There is no matchmaking, and there is no woman's way. She thought that her father, who would always love her more, turned around and carried her into the Prime Minister's Mansion with a small sedan chair. Who doesn't know that the prime minister of the dynasty is amicable in front of others, and listens to reason. Ruan Ying was full of hope in the sedan chair, and wanted to explain to Xie Jingchen well, and asked him to let her go to Zhuma for a leave of absence. But she never expected that the well-dressed prime minister would be like a fierce beast behind people, trapping her on the couch every night. In the end, I will taunt her, Israel serves people. * Xie Jingchen has not slept well since he went to the dinner party at the Lin'an Prefect's Mansion a month ago. Every night and night, he dreamed that the prefect's youngest daughter Yingying was swinging her waist and whispering to him: Xiangye, please use wine. It's a magic barrier. Until he woke up from his dream again panting heavily, the delicate flower was in front of him, shattered to the ground. Who doesn't know that the prime minister of the dynasty is amicable in front of others, and listens to reason. Ruan Ying was full of hope in the sedan chair, and wanted to explain to Xie Jingchen well, and asked him to let her go to Zhuma for a leave of absence. But she never expected that the well-dressed prime minister would be like a fierce beast behind people, trapping her on the couch every night. In the end, I will taunt her, Israel serves people. * Xie Jingchen has not slept well since he went to the dinner party at the Lin'an Prefect's Mansion a month ago. Every night and night, he dreamed that the prefect's youngest daughter Yingying was swinging her waist and whispering to him: Xiangye, please use wine. It's a magic barrier. Until he woke up from his dream again panting heavily, the delicate flower was in front of him, shattered to the ground.