Thanh xuyên chi thiên kiều bá mị - Nghĩa Sở (mặc sách)
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Complete, First published Feb 27, 2019
Thanh xuyên chi thiên kiều bá mị (mặc sách)
Tác giả: Nghĩa sở
Văn án
Nữ chính: Sau khi sống lại, ta câu dẫn chồng trước cha của hắn!
Diễn sổ con trong luôn yêu hát: Gia thế nghèo khó, cơ khổ không chỗ nương tựa cô gái được chiều chuộng, hạnh nhân mắt, mày lá liễu, kiều khiếp khiếp đứng ở đó, điềm đạm đáng yêu.
Dựa vào hé ra vô tội mặt, không gia thế không bối cảnh, lại có thể dẫm xuống một đám quý nữ, trở thành một đại sủng phi.
Ôn Tri Hứa vừa ngủ dậy lại xuyên qua đến quyển này diễn sổ con trúng một cái nữ xứng trên người, nữ chính sắp dẫm xuống mặt nàng, thay thế nàng tiến cung, lại đem nàng đưa vào thái tử trong phủ, làm cho nàng ôm nỗi hận mà chết.
Chuyển kiếp tới Ôn Tri Hứa tỏ vẻ, thái tử cái gì đều là phù vân, cấu kết với Khang Hi mới là vương đạo.
Không đứng đắn văn án:
Thái tử đời sau nhưng từ biết tình. Chuyện tới nay liền hàng đêm nằm mơ, trong mộng cô nương kia quốc sắc thiên hương, mặt mày trong lúc đó mang theo ba phần mị ý, da trắng như tuyết làm cho hắn âu yếm không thôi.
Trong lòng hắn nhớ thương, nhiều lần phái người dưới đi tìm, lại khổ tìm không có kết quả.
Thẳng đến có một ngày thấy trong tin đồn cưng chìu quan hậu cung thần phi, thái tử điện hạ thẳng tắp lăng ở nguyên chỗ, nửa ngày mới hồi phục tinh thần lại.
Một cái: Sảng văn, tác giả không ăn khớp, xin miễn 8 hãy, xin miễn nhân sâm gà trống
Nhị: Bán đời Thanh mất quyền lực, sẽ không dựa theo lịch sử đi về hướng, khảo chứng đảng thậm nhập
Ba cái: Mất quyền lực mất quyền lực mất quyền lực, tất cả vì nội dung vở 
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