The concubine of Black Lotus × the cold, sick and weak prime minister's son × the clear and public prince
Xiong Jing + House Fight + Ancient Proverbs
She was originally a nanmu with shaky branches that would fall when the wind blew.
But after the wind stopped, she grew into a towering tree.
She was the most disliked concubine in the Wei family. She was drugged by her father at the age of sixteen and sold to the fifty-year-old Minister of Rites.
She smashed the groom's head, broke into a hot spring on the way to escape, and bumped into Pei Ji in a wheelchair - the eldest son of the prime minister, who was cold and ascetic, and was rumored to have a habit of cutting off his sleeves.
"Save me," she said.
"Why?"
"I know how to fix your leg."
One pill bought her a safe night. Pei Ji said: "You can choose your own destination. If you choose, I agree."
From then on, she was his shield and he was her umbrella.
But the fierce red dress riding a horse down the street also stopped for her. Zhu Qingyuan, the prince of Zhenbei Hou, is as bright and public as the blazing sun. His gaze crossed the beautiful garden and landed in front of the window of the remote courtyard.
She would rather marry a man than be a concubine, and live step by step in this cannibalistic world.
Two proud sons of heaven and a black lotus concubine.
Machiavellianism is the bait, sincerity is the hook.
Let's watch her find a future of her own.
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