After the marriage, Yan Suizhu never made it clear to her husband that she kept her old man privately in the stable in the mansion.
When her husband returned home from the imperial court, she stood at the door of the house to ask for help, but her eyes glanced at the groom.
This man comes from the grassland and is her unspeakable past.
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The man was once the fiercest "copper lion" on the grassland. He was supposed to marry the princess, but he was knocked down by her glass of wine and his beard was cut off.
On the wedding night, he said in disgust: "Princess hates you to the core and will never let it go. There is a saying in the Central Plains that 'one day brings a hundred days of kindness to a husband and wife'. I will only protect you for a hundred days. After a hundred days, your life or death will be up to you and it has nothing to do with me."
The northern territory is in turmoil, the old Khan's health is deteriorating, and the battle for the throne is becoming increasingly fierce.
As a noble daughter of the bride, Yan Suizhu became a bargaining chip in mediating the Central Plains, and her life hung on a thread.
He looked at her coldly, then turned around and chatted and laughed with the princess.
Inside the tent, he was sharpening his scimitar, his fingers brushing the curve of the blade, reflecting Yan Suizhu's eyes with reddish circles behind his back.
Yan Suizhu took off layers of clothes with her fingertips trembling slightly.
The hand holding the knife paused, and the cold blade touched her cheek.
She took his other hand with shaking hands and pressed it on her chest: "One day, a hundred days of kindness... Can you protect me for another year?"
Night after night.
This long night of humiliation was endless for her.
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Once the grassland rebelled, power changed.
His head was in a different place, and he died in a miserable state.
Yan Suizhu returned to his homeland with the envoy.
Your Majesty praised her and gave her a good match.
On New Year's Eve, people worship the Sui Zhu in the direction of the grassland to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, and to send the souls of the dead on their way.
In the white smoke, a man covered in injuries stumbled towards her.
The breath is hot, it is a living person.
She smiled slowly, her eyes cold.
From then on, there was a lamp deep in the stable, and the person who was supposed to die was locked under the lamp.
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