[Metaphysics + sweet pet + slap in the face + slight fear]
As soon as she crossed over, she was sent to the tyrant's bed by her scumbag husband. It was difficult to get off the bed, so Chonglian decided to wait until she had finished sleeping.
Unexpectedly, this sleep turned the tyrant into his own creditor, and he had to save his nine lives to avoid being struck by lightning.
Looking at the sword in the tyrant's hand, Chonglian sat down angrily: Well, I can't work for you while paying off the debt!
Fortune-telling, Feng Shui, catching ghosts and evil spirits to ensure safety, only if money is not enough, there is no metaphysics master who can't do it well.
Seeing her transform from a magic stick who everyone laughed at and talked nonsense to a great national master who could hardly find a talisman seal, he broke through the scumbag.
Scumbag: All I want in life is to grow old with you.
Chonglian: You can’t get white on your head. After all, you can’t take off the cuckold.
A noble girl who knows her best: I will reach the top in the future, and raising children for me is a blessing you have gained in eight lifetimes.
Chonglian: Haha, with your appearance, you will not have a long life if you have no children or good luck.
The scumbags and bitches suddenly looked back and realized that the people they had crushed into pieces in the mire of weeds had actually been pampered and turned into treasures in the hands of the emperor.
The tyrant has only one wish in this life: I hope Mrs. Hou will make peace quickly, come see me, and marry me!
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