Beauty Paints the Country

Sheng Lianyue, the legitimate daughter of the Sheng family in Jinghua of Dayong, is the most beautiful woman in the world with her immortal beauty and unparalleled elegance. She is recognized as the most beautiful woman in Dayong. She is like a weak willow, always accompanied by medicine and stones, and her every frown and smile arouse people's pity. Everyone said that the Taiwei's legitimate daughter was beautiful, frail, docile and harmless. No one knows that beneath this frail and delicate face, there is a very wise, calm and ruthless heart - weakness is never her weakness, but the sharpest mask. There is never any tenderness in the Taiwei's house. Her father, Taiwei Sheng, and his wife were in a political marriage, and their relationship was weak. Although she kept her mother and daughter honorable and respectable, she favored Aunt Liu and her eldest son and daughter. There are constant intrigues in the house, with aunts and concubines plotting against each other, concubines and siblings scheming, and servants flattering and undermining her. However, as the head of the family, her mother has not given birth to a legitimate son, so her position is in jeopardy and she cannot even save herself. There are fights in the house, and every step is startling; Outside, the situation in the DPRK is treacherous and undercurrents are surging. Sheng Lianyue remained calm, using her sick appearance as a shield and resourcefulness as a blade, she cleaned up the inner house in the boudoir, frightened the concubines, stabilized the mother clan, gathered people's hearts, and firmly held the Taiwei's Mansion in the palm of her hand. At the same time, deep in the imperial city, the third prince Lu Zhiyan was like a dragon lurking in the abyss, holding back and waiting for his attack. His biological mother was originally a lowly maid in the Queen's palace. Once Cheng Chong became pregnant with the Dragonborn, she died suddenly of "dystocia" during childbirth. The cause of her death was strange. He was adopted by the queen since he was a child. He was called the legitimate son, but he was actually an abandoned son. He had to live under the oppression, humiliation and suspicion of the second legitimate prince for many years. The world despises him for being humble and laughs at him for having no power, but they don't know that beneath his sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, there is a blood feud and the ambition to overthrow the world. A spring banquet, a glimpse of each other. He saw her frailty, and even saw the coldness and calculation hidden in her eyes; She saw his forbearance and lowered eyebrows, and she also saw the cruelty and loneliness in his flesh and blood. One is fighting in the inner house, looking for a place to live; One is struggling on the edge of imperial power, seeking to avenge his mother and aspire to the throne. Originally they were chess pieces testing each other, each getting what they needed, but they became each other's only confidants who met each other's opponents. She helped him break through situations, clear obstacles, take control of the military, set the course for the government, and plan for the world as a woman; He supports her, fights against the family, protects her mother and daughter, protects her relatives, and shields her from the wind and rain with the body of a prince. He fights against his aunt and concubine internally, and fights against the prince and his ministers externally. She is innocent and evil, but he is evil and ruthless; She is as wise as a demon, and he is profound. When the layers of disguise are peeled away, when the truth emerges—— The queen's poisonous scheme, the unjust death of the biological mother, the strife of the aristocratic family, the bloody murder of the legitimate son, the secret affairs of the Taiwei's mansion... All are spread out in the sun. Sheng Lianyue coughed and covered her lips, her smile was light but her words were resounding: "Your Highness wants this country, so I will rule the world for you." Lu Zhiyan held her slightly cool hands, his voice was as cold as iron, but he hid all his tenderness: "If you help me thousands of miles away, I will give you a unique position and a stable life. From now on, no one will dare to bully you, humiliate you, or underestimate you." The diseased face controls the inner house, the delicate hands determine the direction of the court, and the hidden dragon covers the wind and clouds. In this game, love is used as a chess piece and life is fought against - The beauty plays chess, the prince is the vanguard, and together they control thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in Dayong. Intention: The armor of the weak is never attachment and obedience, but sobriety, resourcefulness and self-salvation.