The red candle is burning high, Qingluan is wearing a wedding dress, and is about to form a marriage alliance with his childhood sweetheart Shen Jie. However, before the wine was cold, the enemy's iron hooves had trampled the palace palace to pieces. That night, she was reduced from a noble princess to a slave of the subjugated country. She was even taken as a concubine by the enemy prince Rong Jin in her former wedding hall.
In the golden cage, she drank in hatred day and night, enduring humiliation and surviving. Finally, I waited for a chance to escape and fell into the arms of my old love. She thought this was the end of her suffering, but she didn't know it was the beginning of another entanglement.
When her childhood sweetheart caressed her slightly swollen belly with joy, she felt like the world was spinning. What was gestating there was not the crystallization of love, but the flesh and blood of her enemy.
"Don't be afraid," he held her in his arms, his voice as firm as iron, "This child is mine from now on."
At the same time, in the East Palace, the prince who looked down upon the world crushed the only jade hairpin she had left, and his eyes ignited with the fierce flames that he was determined to win: "You have stolen Gu's heart, you have carried Gu's seed, where in the world can you escape to?"
Concept: sunshine