The legitimate daughter of the Lu family, whose soul is the envy of everyone, has the support of the Queen Mother and the Prince in front of her, and is surrounded by ghosts in the deep house behind her. Lu Wanwan originally wanted to live a stable life with modern thinking, but due to a conspiracy, she disrupted the bloody scene of the emperor dealing with the traitors.
The man on the dragon chair had eyes as cold as ice, and he personally fed the poison into her throat: "From now on, your life is mine."
Poison strangles her throat, and her body is locked by a marriage contract. She insists on breaking free from this fate. But while dealing with the emperor, watching him clear the obstacles for her and break up the engagement for her, a heat that she couldn't understand gradually filled those cold dragon eyes. How can the modern soul be willing to be a bird in a cage? Three times he packed up his baggage and ran away, and three times he captured him and brought him back to his dormitory. As the ambergris filled the air, he pinched her wrist and his eyes turned red: "Lu Wanwan, do you really want to escape?"
When he finally let her go and let her ride in the rivers and lakes, he saw all over the smokey willows in the south of the Yangtze River and the solitary smoke in the desert north, but there were always black clothes that appeared quietly in times of crisis.
During the night of the war, he was hit by several arrows while protecting her, and his armor was stained with blood. Lu Wanwan touched his bleeding clothes and finally understood the deep love that even thousands of miles of rivers and mountains could not contain.
"Your Majesty, I will guard this palace wall for you."
Hongzhuang entered the imperial palace ten miles away. This time, she did not compromise, but went there willingly.
