Is this a joke?
"Who I am is not important. What is important is, do you know how to write the word 'death'?" Gu Changsheng heard this, gave a light laugh, and said noncommittally.
Who is she?
She was, of course, no longer the so-called eldest miss of the Protectorate General's Mansion.
Trash and whatnot, that was in the past, not anymore!
Honestly speaking, the backgrounds arranged by my Mother Lord for those related to me were indeed not low. Take the current situation for example, the eldest miss of the Protectorate General's Mansion, although born a waste unable to cultivate, her grandfather and parents doted on her considerably, treating her as a treasure throughout the entire General's Mansion...
So, success is due to Xiao He, failure is due to Xiao He; doesn't this block others' paths?
The General's Mansion cherished her and arranged for the Crown Prince to be her husband-to-be, but alas, the country's Crown Prince was too outstanding, admired by many, so...
