The Powerful Minister Is Below, the Princess Is Above

[Tough Princess [Shura Field: Marriage First, Love Later vs. Reunion | 1v1 Double Cleansing] Copywriting： Shang Jin, the princess of Xin State, has a flexible temperament, outstanding talent and appearance, and is a beauty known far and near. Because her mother country was suppressed by the army, she had to marry Wei Che, a powerful official of a powerful country. She knew that this was just an exchange of interests and was not sincere. · Sure enough, it was the wedding night. Wei Che stood in the bridal chamber with a cold expression and said straightly: "You are my wife, so I will respect you. You and I both know why this marriage came about. As for love, I have no such intentions for you, and you don't have to expect anything." Shang Jin sat on the edge of the couch, the scarlet silk ribbon hanging from his forehead swaying slightly as she nodded. She also had someone else in mind, but Wei Che's words made her feel relieved. The two of them had their own worries, and they had always treated each other as guests after their marriage, and their lives were ordinary and polite. · Until that night, when we returned from the banquet. Shang Jin drank medicinal wine by mistake, and just when he lay down, he felt unbearable dryness in his body and his breathing became disordered. Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and the cool night breeze rushed in. Through the mist-like sight, she vaguely saw a man approaching - it was the husband who had no intention of her, Wei Che. He seemed to have drank too, his eyes were astonishingly dark, but when he touched her hot cheek, his Adam's apple rolled slightly. That night, the red candles were not extinguished and the curtains were closed. All his restraint failed. · Later, Wei Che was sent away as an envoy and did not return for a whole month. In the dead of night, Shang Jin was about to take a rest when there was a sudden noise outside the door. No maid informed, the door was pushed open. Shang Jin's heart tightened, and he put on his clothes and stood up. The visitor was dressed in travel dust, and his clothes were slightly damp, as if he was riding home on a starry night. It is Wei Che. Before she could speak, someone grabbed her wrist. His fingertips were cold, but he held her hand without rejection and pressed it against his heart. Under the palm of her hand, her heartbeat was fast and heavy, making her fingertips numb every time. "Do you feel it?" He lowered his head and placed a hot kiss on the center of her eyebrows. His voice was extremely low and hoarse: "Here, I've been thinking about you for a whole month." [Small Theater 1: Xiao Che] In the corridor late at night, he leaned on the railing and looked at the moon. He turned around and saw someone coming. She bowed her head in salute, never raising her eyes. The sound of footsteps approaching. "Madam, you don't dare to raise your head, but do you feel guilty about me?" [Small Theater 2: Wei Che] The sharp pain from the arrow hitting his body swept through his whole body, and his blood kept pouring out. He realized that he couldn't hold on any longer, so he clenched his remaining strength and looked at her, asking her the deepest obsession in his heart word by word: "Tell me, in the bottom of your heart, do you ever miss me?" Tips: 1. An imaginary setting of the Warring States Period, with some characters and events based on "Historical Records". 2. 1V1 double clean, He. [Lip contact will not be considered] Intention: Heaven moves vigorously, a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement