Qianju once rode a horse in the desert to admire the moon, which was so bright and bright. When I first met Gu Changluan, he was heroic, galloping on his horse, blindfolded, drawing his bow, shooting three arrows in unison, shooting down the flying geese in the sky.
Just that one look made Qianjun fall in love for the first time, and he was deeply impressed in her heart.
Later, her father died in the war, and she returned to her hometown to observe mourning. Three years later, her mother remarried, and Qianjuan followed her mother to the capital. Only then did she realize that the boy she was longing for was not an ordinary soldier, but the third prince of the imperial city.
The difference between them is beyond what Qianjun can imagine. She originally wanted to let go of her girlish affection, but by chance, she became more and more bonded with Gu Changluan. Her stepfather was in a good position, and he married her to Gu Changluan as his wife.
After the marriage, although Gu Changluan did not say affectionate words to make her happy, he still protected her, loved her, and thought of her all the time. Qianjun thought she would grow old together with him in an ordinary way, but she didn't expect that her husband was gentle and peaceful on the surface, but he was ruthless in secret and had been planning a major treason case of killing his father and brother!
After Qianjun's persuasion to no avail, she gradually separated from him.
Later, Gu Changluan successfully ascended the throne and newly married her stepsister as the queen. It was then that she realized that Gu Changluan was not cold-tempered, just because he didn't love her.
Not long after, the stepsister was pregnant with Lin'er. Nine months had passed and she was about to give birth. However, Qianjuan contracted a cold at an untimely time, and all the imperial doctors were sent to take care of the queen. On the day that the eldest son that Gu Changlun was thinking about was born, the once-favored imperial concubine died of illness.
That day, there was rain and snow.
The bones were frozen into ice sculptures, and the news of his death reached the emperor's ears. Gu Changluan looked pale and sat in the room without saying a word, holding Qianjuan's body. He stayed there for three days, until he fell ill and was taken away by the palace servants.
Qianju thought of the past three years of being together as husband and wife, and lamented that if she could live her life over again, she would never fall in love with Gu Changlu again, step into the deep palace compound of the royal family, and miss her youth in vain.
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When she opened her eyes again, she went back to the past
That year, the 19-year-old Qianjun had her first love affair, and the 20-year-old Gu Changlu was in high spirits.
She is young and vigorous, regardless of the consequences, falls in love with him without hesitation, and is willing to resist the whole world for love.
But all this is a mistake. Gu Changluan belongs to someone else. Even if she expresses all her sincerity, she can't warm his heart. Besides, they are not suitable. Forcing them to be together is just torture for each other. They both hate each other.
Once again, Qianjun was no longer fiery and frank. After a while, she straightened her thoughts and quickly declared that there was absolutely no possibility between the two of them. Even if she married a bandit, she would never step foot into the palace again.
After doing all this, she fell into a peaceful sleep. When she opened her eyes again, she was told by the maid next to her that half a month had passed and her wedding was less than three days away.
"You, you said, who am I... My fiancé?!" She couldn't believe what she heard.
"Miss, hasn't the person you want to marry always been His Highness the King of Jin?" The maid thought she was stupidly happy and smiled: "His Highness truly loves the lady and used his military exploits to ask the Emperor for a marriage certificate!"
In her previous life, her wedding was scheduled so early, a year later. She looked at the window lattice covered with happy words, put on the red wedding dress, and heard the bustling preparations for her wedding in the house...
Yin Qianjuan felt that she was probably still sleeping, as if she had been struck by lightning!
Reading guide:
Imaginary, hodgepodge, 1v1, two lives, a misunderstanding in the copywriting, the male protagonist has never done anything morally corrupt, the dog emperor chases his wife in the crematorium, it is not considered abuse
Concept: Love is dense concentration
