After Rebirth, Prince Qing Leng Was Entangled

[Double life, 1v1, sc] On the day when the bloody sunset dyed the palace wall red, Chu Jingyi broke the love pendant with her own hands. The phoenix crown and Xia Pei turned into plain clothes and white clothes. She faced the north wind and stepped onto the city wall. She smiled miserably in the cold light of the imperial armor: "Cheng Rongyang, can the country paved with the bones of the Chu and Meng families match your Jiulong uniform?" When I opened my eyes again, the red candle tears were still wet, and the wedding tent was still warm. Returning to the day after her wedding, Chu Jingyi clenched the mandarin duck brocade quilt tightly and dug her nails into her palms - this time, she wanted to tear apart the warm mask of the East Palace with her own hands. The candlelight flickered in the deep palace, and Cheng Rongyang looked at the young face in the bronze mirror. The white clothes flying on the tower in his previous life were still in front of him. In this life, he no longer wants to be a puppet in the hands of his father, but wants to change his destiny against the will of heaven and use thousands of miles of land as a job to protect her from worries every year. There was a faint fragrance floating in the Moon Palace, and she pushed the portraits of the five beauties in front of him: "The prince is like the rain and dew..." He grabbed her bright wrist with his backhand as she tried to pull away. The agate bracelet made red marks on the palm of his hand: "There are twenty-seven palace gates and eighty-one ever-bright lamps in the East Palace. Which part of it is not set up for you? My dear, do you still want to pretend to be confused in your new life?"