[Micro heartthrob + two-way redemption + female lead and male lead double rebirth + male lead chasing his wife in the crematorium + slightly slow passion]
In the previous life, Pei Zhenlu escaped from marriage and went to Beijing, was arrested and imprisoned, and was charged into the third prince's banquet in the abandoned courtyard.
In order to rehabilitate her father, she pulled him up from the mud, improved his body, and taught him the art of war, hoping that he could enter the court by virtue of his status as a prince.
They rely on each other in desperate situations.
She became his sharpest blade and strongest shield. He lived up to his expectations, gained the emperor's favor, took control of the court, and finally ascended to power.
As a result, he doted on Bai Yueguang, who had once let him down.
I have long forgotten my oath to her.
She had tasted all the suffering and could not get justice, and her heart was filled with despair.
After she died, she returned to thirteen years ago before she entered the capital.
In this life, she was kind-hearted for a moment, but unexpectedly discovered the truth about her father's exile. She searches for the truth, but becomes involved in a growing mystery and more and more entangled forces.
And more and more people gathered around her,
Gu Huiming, the executioner who is as pure as jade but can tell the truth from the false;
Xie Hanlu, the powerful minister who is strategizing, unpredictable and powerful;
Ning Feng is a high-spirited and talented young man whose heart and eyes are full of hers;
The enemy's major general, Hang Qing, who is wild and untamable and has great achievements...
Unexpectedly, Yan Shenzhou was also reborn.
He suppressed his violence, knelt down and kissed her toes devoutly, pleading, "Lulu, let's start over in this life, okay?"
Pei Zhenlu kicked him away, frowned and said, "Don't be mean."
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Xie Xuan is a young and powerful minister with unlimited glory and is envied by everyone.
But he found life boring.
Until that day, he saw the grass growing hard in the cracks of the rocks, but desperately sucking up the sun, rain and dew.
That's not grass, it's his sun.