He was the most talented and handsome young master of the Jiangnan Shen family. On the day he came to Beijing as a hostage, everyone said he would not survive the winter.
He was the most ruthless and bloodthirsty seventh prince of the Yan Dynasty. He had been on the battlefield for six years, but everyone said he had no love in his heart.
Until that day, the young counselor, who was sick and torn apart, casually turned the tables in the court and crushed the prince's conspiracy into powder.
Xiao Heng was shocked to realize that this man covered in the scent of medicine was the most deadly piece in the chess game.
"What do you want?"
"Return the Shen family's innocence."
"Okay, I'll give it to you. But you have to pay it back in your lifetime."
Later, the whole capital knew that the seventh prince's residence was raising a sick beauty.
Someone asked: When will His Highness get married?
Xiao Heng looked at the man who was coughing in his arms and said calmly: "I am already married."
I may not want the throne, but Shen Qingci, you cannot die.
——Using the scent of medicine as bait, and the world as a betrothal, I only seek one person's heart.
