|Falling from a bridge and drowned, Gu Qiang traveled into the future and saw that her future-self was pierced by an arrow, shot by the man she loved the most. She became an Empress, but her son was murdered and her family was exterminated. They couldn’t die in peace!|
When she woke up from what seemed like a vivid dream that foretold the future, she swore to change her fate!
To reverse the course of events, she fought against her hypocrite sister and the cunning Emperor. Nothing could stand in her way! Will she succeed in rewriting the story of her life, or will she succumb to fate and experience the same tragedy again?
|Title: Coming Kingly Son-in-Law: Don’t Provoke the First Daughter|
|Alternative name: 贵婿临门：嫡女不好惹|
|Author: Ban Xia Fu Chen|
|Genre: Romance, Web Novel|
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After the huge sound of falling into the water, Gu Qiang struggled desperately, but the noisy surrounding voices gradually lost consciousness.
In the seventh year of Jianyuan, inside the palace with red walls and glazed tiles.
Gu Qiang regained consciousness in a fierce and stern cry, and she stared blankly at what was happening around her.
Didn’t she fall into the water?
Why are you here?
“no, do not want!”
Gu Qiang followed the voice and saw that two sturdy women violently dragged a woman in palace clothes, one to the left and one to the right, forcibly prying her mouth open for medicine.
“Queen! Please don’t hurt my child!”
The difference from the chaos in the hall is that the woman sitting upright in the hall wears a phoenix crown, and a bright red phoenix robe drags the floor. She is shrouded in the shadows, her voice is almost crazy:
“Shen Qiangwei! When my son lay in bed with a high fever for three days and died of poison, I have also begged you like this, please let my son go!”
She gritted her teeth and uttered a word, and her voice was almost crazy, as if she wanted to tear the skin of the woman named Shen Qiangwei apart for her son.
Just as these words fell, Gu Qiang suddenly felt that his heart started to hurt, it hurts, as if his heart was being cut to pieces by the lingering silver thread.
At that moment, she seemed to have an illusion. Perhaps the pain she felt at the moment was the heartache of the woman called the queen.
“Fill it down! Don’t stop!”
With an order, the safflower soup was poured into a bowl. Soon, there was a **** smell in the hall. The palace dress under Shen Fei’s body had already been dyed blood, and she desperately reached out to touch it, blood But it still kept dripping from under her.
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