Rebirth: The Thousand Layer Vest Of The Evil Girl And The Sick Marquis

[1v1 Double Cleanliness, White Cut Black Sick Young Master, Multiple Vests]In his past life, after retiring from marriage with the legitimate son of the Marquis's Mansion, Tong Huaizhi was willing to marry the illegitimate son of the Marquis's Mansion. However, on the night of his wedding, he was drugged and humiliated, resulting in a painful loss of innocence.Afterwards, her family members died tragically one after another, her legs were broken by her former loving father and she was given to someone else. She was also imprisoned in a dungeon by the Emperor and tortured by Bai Ban. Finally, she managed to escape and spent three beautiful years with the mysterious cult leader wearing a mask. However, she still died tragically under the Emperor's arrow.On the night of being reborn and getting married, she saved the life of her close relative, made things right, and made an agreement to marry a lame and beautiful man who didn't like each other. She helped him win the title of Marquis, and he helped her search for a former benefactor.The two of them worked hand in hand, strategizing and using a "silver theft case" to disrupt the court and force out Uncle Huang's heinous conspiracy.After letting go of her personal qualities and enjoying a virtuous life, Tong Huaizhi lost the label of being gentle and virtuous, but also lost her troubles."Don't bother with your ex husband's face," she slapped and said, "Get lost."My cousin cried and slandered, but she slapped her again and said, "Get out of here too."The outer chamber where my biological father was hiding was begging for mercy, and she instructed me to bring tea and pour water.Her stepfather, who had no family background, angrily scolded her for being unfilial and disrespectful. She dug out her ear and said, "Don't be idle, go mop the floor."In this life, she must seek revenge, repay kindness, and make up for regrets.I thought I would take what I need and not interfere with my sick and weak husband, but this husband, who can only sit in a wheelchair for a lifetime, stood in front of her wearing the clothes of the cult leader she had been searching for, forced her to the corner, and questioned her with red eyes,"Tell me, who exactly is the 'Engong' you talk about every day!"