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Your Highness, I'm sick.
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Categories: pass through
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The most miserable thing in the world is nothing more than this: confessing with the god of the man was pushed down a tall building - hung up. It is not easy to cross over, but the night of the wedding their own husband is pressed on other women - pitiful! The third party is unrepentant: "I'm the princess, I'm the big one, you're the small one." On what grounds? She is a new woman of the twenty-first century. She pinched her waist and glared: "I want to repudiate my husband! I want to get out of the royal residence." The scummy man smiled coldly, his face showing murderous intent, "It's okay to go out of the royal residence, you come in vertically and go out horizontally." At the time of danger the male god descended from the sky: "Let her go, I'll marry!" The scum man dropped his jaw in shock: "Uncle Wang, are you serious?" The male god smiled high and cold: "It's all family anyway!" Thinking that in the future, the adulterer will have to call her aunt, she nodded her head like pounding garlic. Just why did those people look at her with some desolation in their gaze? Could it be that this ancient rich