Xiao Su, the only son of Xiao Yan, the Marquis of Zhenbei, was seventeen years old and already a world-famous young general. No one knew that there was a woman's body under the silver armor. In order to protect the military power and prevent it from falling into the hands of others, Xiao Yan raised his own daughter as a man.
When the old emperor passed away, the only living bloodline was the sixth prince Li Qingluan, who had been raised in the imperial temple Qingyuan Temple since childhood. It's a pity that he is an idiot.
The first time Xiao Su met Li Qingluan was at the old site of Leng Palace.
At the enthronement ceremony, Li Qingluan sat on the dragon chair and played with beads, like a naughty boy
In the next few years, Xiao Su controlled the government as regent, killing with an iron fist externally, but entering the palace every night internally.
It wasn't until Beihu's hundred thousand cavalry came knocking at the pass and the night before Xiao Su led his army to the expedition that Li Qingluan suddenly hugged her from behind and said softly: "Sister Su, when you come back, I will tell you a secret."
After three battles and three victories, Xiao Su received a secret report in the military tent: The emperor took charge of the government, stripped of military power, and Xiao's party in the DPRK was uprooted overnight.
After returning to the palace, the man on the dragon chair took off his silly mask, and his eyebrows were sharpened by ice and snow. Li Qingluan walked down the imperial steps and raised his hand to touch the old wound on her neck. His fingertips were cold: "Sister Su, I have been waiting for this day for a long time."
Xiao Su looked up to the sky and smiled, the tip of the sword pressed against his heart: "I bet you are reluctant to kill me."
Li Qingluan lowered her head and placed her heart half an inch above the tip of the sword. Blood seeped out, soaking the bright yellow dragon robe. "I can't bear it," he said, "so we have to live together, go to hell together, and go to heaven together."
The plum blossoms and snow are flying outside the window, just like the first time I saw it.
The plot is warm and the emotions come naturally