"It was a long time ago, and a country bun that others said fell in love with a high-ranking prime minister. For the so-called prime minister, she waited from 13 to 23 years old, from a young girl to an old girl. The prime minister did not say that he wanted to marry her, but imprisoned her by his side for ten years. During a rebellion in a neighboring country, she was sent to a neighboring country by this prime minister to be a spy. She accomplished many missions with great success, but in the end she was punished for betrayal by her own people, and the Prime Minister did not react to watching her fall from the city wall with her own child in mind. She luckily didn't die, and she returned to the prime minister with a ruined appearance, and she suffered from severe irritability after a miscarriage. In order to prevent her from harming others, the prime minister locked her in a room. A woman without any identity and who is not loved has no subordinates who will be in awe, abuse, beat and scold... In just one month, all she had left was bones. The prime minister who imprisoned her never showed up, and then I don't know where the infamy of this woman came out of nowhere, and in order to calm the anger of the public, this prime minister gave this woman who was his entire youth three feet of white silk! Later, he became more and more powerful, sitting on the country, and the beauty was like a cloud. And she can only turn into a lonely soul and watch him prosperous! This is the first life" The woman's suppressed voice sounded slowly, and Qi Ye inexplicably felt distressed as if she was about to drip blood. He doesn't know who the protagonist of this story is? I just don't want to touch this story for some reason!

"Can't you stand it? The story isn't over yet! The woman laughed, and the roses on the table lost their color. I don't know why, looking at this smile, Qi Ye's heart hurts!

"At the beginning of the second story, there is a young marshal and a foreign daughter. Like all childhood sweethearts, their marriage was facilitated by two parents. Lang rode a white horse and went around the bed to make green plums, what a beautiful picture, if there is no third party involved. Because of a premeditated life-saving grace, he married the secretary next to him and made her a bridesmaid. thought that the story would end like this, but the conspiracy and framing again and again made him not even give her a chance to stay by her side. She was just a guest of his, but he didn't know that he was her whole youth. During a fire, she watched him run past her with his wife in her arms. Later, he was in a coma for several days because of the war, and in that era of medical development, she gave him blood transfusions again and again, even if he never knew it. The day he was discharged from the hospital was when she fell ill, and a pampered rich lady became a medicine jar. One of her likes made him send himself to a foreign country. Before leaving, his family drugged her and him, wanting to correct all the mistakes and promote the two destined people. But he said that she was shameless, and a bowl of abortion pills made her unable to conceive for life. Later, his wife personally plunged a dagger into his chest, and when she arrived, he was already lying in a pool of blood. She single-handedly helped him serve his parents to the end of his life, this is the second life! ”

"Don't talk about it, don't talk about it!" Qi Ye suddenly said frantically. He had a hunch that he would regret it if he listened to it any longer.

"Don't you talk about it? Is Qi always willing to give up his current career? But come to think of it, you don't think you have tried it yet! Or will you finally be scared too! The woman spoke, her voice hoarse, but without a trace of fluctuation.

"Thank you! Today's story is wonderful, but listen to this third story later! Since you don't have any intention of cooperating, I'll take my leave! Qi Ye suppressed his emotions and couldn't wait to escape.

"Since Mr. Qi doesn't want to face it, welcome to leave! When did you want to hear this third story, and when will you come back? But I can't guarantee that there will be a glory now, because there are so many variables. ”

Qi Ye turned to leave, and a woman's laughter came from behind him.

"You'll come again!"