She was once the only wood type ability user in the world. She had space in her body, but she died in an accident at the hands of the Zombie King. She once more opened her eyes. She had become the Prime Minister's daughter of the Grand Xia Dynasty. However, the seemingly noble her was a piece of trash that one could bully. His mother was killed, his fiance was taken, and he even had to face the despair of being swept out of the house. How could she just sit on the wall and watch the 'revenge comes' she'd always followed? If her fiance was too trash, she would change him to a better one. If he tainted her innocence, she would destroy it. If he harmed her mother, she would wipe out her entire family! "Just as she was about to make it, a man stepped forward and pressed her down." My wife, now that the mundane business is over, can we proceed with our plan to build a man?

The Concubine Is A Master Of Poison

Chapter 771 - Romantic Osmanthus Aroma

The night was cool, the moon was clear, the lights were like the sea, and people were like the tide.

Fragrant cold, beautiful scenery, light like water, love like a dream.

Once night fell, Mo Xiyan dragged Murong Yu out of the inn and into the streets to join the crowd of people participating in the osmanthus flower festival.

She discovered that even though the etiquette in ancient times was strict and harsh, there were also times when it was loose and loose.

For example, at this very moment, in An Zhen's osmanthus flower festival.

Along the way, the ladies who were usually at their doorsteps, one by one, followed by their maids and guards, happily and excitedly held lanterns, chatting and laughing in groups of twos and threes. When meeting a handsome young master, they would even cover their lips and lightly smile at him.

On the scent of romantic osmanthus