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    Hua Li came from the Hua family of Qijun, the fourth generation and the third Duke, and was a noble lady. However, when the dynasties changed, the emperor who came from a rough background pointed his sword at the aristocratic family, and the She family was among the first to be treated.

    The clan was brutally exterminated.

    The former noble lady naturally could not escape death. Everyone was pulled to the guillotine, and the machete was about to fall. She was taken down again, rotated several times, and was given away for a price of a thousand taels of silver.

    She was tied up hand and foot and thrown into a soft sedan. As soon as the two men carried her, she was sent to the mansion of the new rich man to work as a slave.

    As soon as the curtain of the sedan chair was opened, Huali’s eyes were filled with tears due to the dazzling bright light. She opened her red and swollen eyes uncomfortably and looked tremblingly at the tall and burly figure outside.

    “Miss, it’s been a long time no see.”

    Hua Li’s expression changed dramatically. She could recognize this person even if he turned into gray. Her heart jumped into her throat, and she sobbed loudly and panicked as if she had seen a ghost: “Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!”

    However, a piece of numbness stuffed her mouth, and her exclamations turned into helpless cries. The man walked in and picked her up easily. The courtyard where she left the sedan was actually the ancestral home of her family!

    “His Majesty has given this place to me, and I did it all for the sake of the young lady. My good girl, look at you, are you crying with joy?”

    Huali struggled desperately, her wrists were bleeding from the hemp rope and she didn’t feel anything. However, the man with a strong military background grabbed her by the waist and dragged her onto the verandah like a chicken. It was early summer, and precious flowers were blooming everywhere. This century-old family’s ancestral home was naturally extraordinary.

    Walking in the old places of the past, whether it is Huali or Bo Ting, it is endless aftertaste.

    But for Bo Ting, it was a rare excitement. He had been waiting for this day for almost ten years!

    “Look, I’ve kept Miss’s favorite swing and Miss’s Ah Fu. Don’t cry. Don’t cry. I told you four years ago that you would be mine, but you still don’t believe it. You asked your father to kill me with a stick, but I managed to survive, haha.”

    The man smiled ferociously and arrogantly. Four years ago, everyone wanted to kill him, even she wanted to kill him.

    Yes, he is just a lowly slave who is not even as good as someone from a poor family. His attempt to dream up Miss Jingui who comes from a noble family is not only a wishful thinking, it is simply laughable.

    Now, things have changed. He has become a close associate of the Emperor and a hot commodity, while she has become a woman that anyone can easily get.

    “My lady, from today on, everything about you belongs to me.”

    Author Jun ps: Start a new cp, inspired by your messages, haha

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