The Most Beautiful Girl in the Tang Dynasty: My Consort Is Jiao'e

A gifted marriage is the laughingstock of the whole city. The Shen family's entire army was wiped out in the north, and the only young general who "survived the catastrophe" suffered from injuries and illnesses and became the consort of Princess Changle, the most favored but also the sickest princess in the Tang Dynasty. Everyone said that this was a dying man married to a useless man. Only Shen Wanqing knew that beneath the red dress was the ulterior identity of a daughter and the monstrous blood feud of all the loyal Shen family members. She bound her chest with white silk and was startled every step of the way. She originally wanted to lie dormant in the princess's mansion and wait for an opportunity to reverse the case. Unexpectedly, on the night of the bridal chamber, the frail princess who was rumored to be knocked down by the wind used the coldest fingertips to accurately open her Achilles' heel. "Shen Wanqing, did your red shoulder hurt last night?" The princess leaned against her ear and exhaled like blue, but her eyes were burning with wildfire that could overturn the prosperous age: "Be the sharpest knife in my hand. You kill people for me, and I will reverse the case for you." One is a war-damaged female general who bears a blood feud, and the other is a sickly and crazy princess full of sinister schemes. During the long night, they were each other's weakness and each other's fangs in the cannibal city of Chang'an. Later, the palace walls collapsed, and all the civil and military officials in the court became red-eyed at the sight of Consort Shen, the "living king of hell" who dominated the court and everyone; But no one knew how the aloof Princess Changle held the sharpest blade of the Tang Dynasty in her arms in the warmth of the palace tent, and kissed away the blood on her eyebrows bit by bit. ——"I want this country, and so do you."