The eldest princess with all the power × the orphaned, sick and beautiful woman
This is a soul redemption that begins with robbery and ends with mutual help. Let's see how two people who don't know how to love learn to be gentle in pain and refine a bad relationship into the deepest bond in the world.
He used his injuries to imprison her for a lifetime of affection
"Your Highness is planning a strategy, how can you not know how to win people's trust?"
He coughed up blood and asked her, his eyes full of broken light.
At that time, he was her prisoner, love was the cage, and hatred was the shackles.
"If Your Highness wants this body, just take it."
He pulled open his clothes to reveal the old wound on his heart, with hatred and despair in his eyes.
That was the beginning of her robbery, and it was also the starting point of their mutual torture.
He was filled with hatred: "His Highness taught me - it hurts, and one time is enough to remember it for a lifetime."
She humbly prayed: "Ayu... Look at me..."
"If he is not here, this country is just a barren prison to me."
When he lay dying in her arms, she finally understood——
Her love became Ling Chi's knife.
So she left her phoenix crown and pearls behind and took him to the south of the Yangtze River.
The glory of the eldest princess has faded away, and she mixes medicine with bare hands, staying with her day and night.
From the capital to Jiangnan, from prison to love nest
She used tenderness to make a cocoon, wrapping the two of them tightly
"Ayu, let's get married."
She traced his eyebrows under the red candle,
"I want three matchmakers and six beauties to marry you."
His fingertips trembled slightly, and his wedding clothes were wet with tears:
"Your Highness... Why is this necessary?"
"It's not Your Highness, it's your Ayan."
The most painful punishment is not hatred, but he said with a smile:
"Ayu has no relatives... We can't let Yan'er be like me anymore."
At the palace banquet, she faced the emperor's pressure:
"If you try to persuade me again, we will never see each other again."
When the capital has become an old dream, the spring rain is coming in the south of the Yangtze River
He leaned against the window and played the piano for her. The tone was raw but firm.
She hugged him from behind and whispered in her ear:
"Every morning from now on, I will comb your hair."
"Until my hair turns gray, until I can no longer hold a comb."
He looked back and smiled, his eyes filled with stars:
"Okay, then we've decided."
——From taking things by force to helping each other
Purpose: Injury and healing have the same origin. The deepest wounds often require the gentlest touch to heal.
