After updating every two days, I found that the day is better and I can't seem to change it.
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When the motherland was in ruins, Yin Shaorong was pushed onto the marriage carriage because of his outstanding appearance.
In the past, he was bullied by his relatives, but now the emperor regards him as dust, humiliating him for fun, until he was abandoned in the palace and was rescued by the powerful minister Jiang Mu.
Jiang Mu has a noble character and is a very popular figure nowadays, but he is willing to help him get medicine to heal his injuries and help him reunite with his sister.
The stars were twinkling that day, and Jiang Mu said that he only wanted Yin Shaorong's sincerity.
Later, during the New Year's Eve fireworks, Yin Shaorong looked at his handsome features, and his heart palpitated, thinking that he could really give up all the old things and fly away with him.
Unexpectedly, when he knocked on the courtyard door as promised, what was waiting for him was the emperor's dragnet.
Jiang Mu stood behind the guard, his face in the shadow was dim and unclear, but his eyes were full of cold mockery. He condescendingly admired Yin Shaorong's panic and fear, and watched his white wrists being bruised by the shackles.
——The sincerity of the male concubine is his loyalty to the old emperor.
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The powerful Jiang Mu has a secret.
He is a screenwriter who came from modern times. And I vaguely remember that Yin Shaorong is the biggest villain in this book.
In order to gain a position of power, he planned the overall situation as if he were writing a script, using sweet words to push Yin Shaorong into the abyss of trust, relying on his actions to get rid of the people who had bad intentions in the court, and gain sole control of power.
Then, catch them all in one fell swoop.
Everything was played out as scripted, without any flaws.
It wasn't until he saw Yin Shaorong setting himself on fire in the cold palace with his own eyes that he suddenly felt heartbroken and realized that he had already deceived himself and others.
A few months later, the neighboring country's cavalry stormed the capital, and Jiang Mu was taken as a hostage just like Yin Shaorong in the past.
In the hall, the lost and found man in the dream had cold and sarcastic eyebrows. He studied the regret in Jiang Mu's eyes and raised his haggard face with a knife and pen.
Jiang Mu's scripted words in the past were scattered all over the floor, and the pages were full of evidence that he was so smart that he pushed innocent people to the endless hell with his own hands.
The knife and pen scratched his skin, and the words stung far more than the skin.
"Master Jiang, how similar is this story to your arrangement?"
Intention: Among the tens of thousands of people in Linlang Mirror, who would not feel ashamed and look dirty?
