Order of Eternal Spring
[Machiavellian + Light Comedy + Sweet Pet + Case Cracking] He (All Lunatics, Mind Not Entering)
/The unbridled, vengeful, and vicious beauty vs. the sultry, honest, and dutiful love brain prince/
Fu Qingyao was dead. The Eldest Princess, who was a licentious and powerful woman, had died on her wedding night. She was filled with regret. She was unwilling to let her fate be arranged by others. She was unwilling to let the person who killed her continue to be free. She was unwilling to leave behind the title of "Eldest Princess of Nanyang" in the historian's pen…Under a series of coincidences, she was reborn into the body of the fifth daughter of the Su residence, Su Qian. Many years later, she returned to the peak of power and enjoyed the worship of thousands of people. "The unruly, willful, and licentious Eldest Princess…she, she's back." The ministers were all shocked. As for why he came back, it was naturally to take your life.
part2:"To think that you're still the eldest princess of the dynasty. You're so frivolous. You don't look like a princess at all." Gu Mou was dissatisfied.
Fu Qingyao lazily pinned a hairpin on her head."As the saying goes, a married chicken follows a chicken, and a married dog follows a dog." She smiled evilly.
Gu Tang's face darkened.
Fu Qingyao stepped on her feet and wrapped her arms around Gu Tang's neck, forcing him to retreat. Fu Qingyao pressed him against the wall and pressed him close to his ear. The breath she exhaled tickled Gu Tang's ear.
Eight years old
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