Marrying her former

In the dark and dank dungeon, a man lay sprawled on the floor, his hands and feet shackled. His tattered clothes could not conceal the wounds covering his body.,Do you think you can escape I'm telling you, for the rest of your life, you will be trapped here, serving as a medicine person for me and my husband! Until death!",Without money, how will your husband make connections Without money, when I marry into the family, won't we be unable to enjoy this wealth and splendor。