Chu Huaian, the legitimate son of Marquis Dingyuan of the Great Sui Dynasty, had a bright moon, a clear breeze, and a jade and metal appearance. However, he was assassinated in the Changjie after Chunwei and was in a coma for a whole year.
In a long dream, he saw that the prince with whom he had become a close friend was ruling the world, but his father who was on an expedition was accused of treason, and all the Chu family members were exiled to the border. An imperial edict deprived him of his identity as Tanhua Lang, and forcibly admitted him to the palace.
In order to save him, his brother's blood splattered on China Street. In the following decades, wars continued in the Sui Dynasty, and mourning was everywhere. Until Beiyan's iron hoof broke through the palace gate, and he finally slept on a snowy night.
When he woke up from the dream, Chu Huaian ignored his illness, his black hair was hanging down, and he walked into the palace through the flying snow. His beautiful eyebrows could not hide the frailty, but his illness and bones were broken, but he was unparalleled in his splendor.
He knelt in front of the emperor's bedside and begged for peace. At that time, there was war on the border, the Sui Dynasty was suffering from turmoil in both the front and back, and the Northern Yan army was pressing down on the border. Everyone was in danger.
No one knew what happened in the Xuanzheng Hall. The next day, an imperial edict came from the palace, sending the legitimate son of Marquis Dingyuan to Beiyan as a hostage. The urgent need is solved.
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The Northern Yan Emperor Yan Suiyuan was cold-blooded and ruthless, and used his troops like a god. He defeated the Sui army steadily and lost dozens of cities. Everyone thought that he would not agree to the Sui peace proposal, but he agreed...
Proton entered the royal court and brought gold, silver, jade, and food crops from the Central Plains. Yan Suiyuan held the gift list in his hand and sat on the throne with a golden sword. Looking at the beautiful young man kneeling straight below him, he suddenly felt evil in his heart. He raised his lips and teased, "Is the Sui Dynasty sending a proton or marrying a prince?"
Chu Huaian could no longer hear clearly what the man was saying. The smell of blood filled his throat, and he closed his eyes and fell straight down.
Yan Suiyuan: ... Are you so angry?
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The little proton from the Sui Dynasty was beautiful, weak, intelligent, and kind. The wind and sand in the desert could kill him half of his life, but Yan Suiyuan was not a careful person and raised him half to death.
The subordinates around him who always hated the Sui people wrote letters to condemn him.
Yan Suiyuan:……
The emperor, who had always been ruthless and decisive, began to learn to take care of others, so that the long night would no longer be cold, and the wind and sand would no longer be harsh, until his whole heart was surrendered. He held the man's hand and devoutly swore to the Immortal Heaven that the spring breeze would turn into rain, and the mountains and rivers would be safe, and he would live with you forever.
After five years as a pledge, Chu Huaian became the most special being around Yan Suiyuan, and was even regarded as the Son of God by the people of Beiyan.
Until the night before Beiyan's cavalry broke through the gate of Sui Palace, Chu Huaian, who had already been poisoned, calmly burned everything related to him, put on the white clothes he wore for the first time in Beiyan, found a place where no one was, and slept forever...
He is dead.
At least in the eyes of all the people in Northern Xinjiang, this is the case. Everyone feels sorry for him and suffers.
But Yan Suiyuan didn't believe it.
Iron hooves traveled across the desert, looking for only one person. Even the highest snow-capped mountains in northern Xinjiang heard prayers from Yan Suiyuan.
From then on, the solitary smoke in the desert was finally inaudible to people here.
After three years of sleepless nights, the emperor sitting alone on the throne had only his body left, numbly guarding the royal court where Chu Huai'an no longer existed, and also guarding what the man said... His hometown of Huainan.
Later, when there was a flood in Huainan, Yan Suiyuan paid a private visit incognito. In front of the Chunfeng Hall, which was crowded with patients, he saw a beautiful and handsome figure at a glance, and his heart that had stopped beating suddenly stung.
He stubbornly moved forward, trying to grab a piece of his sleeve, but the man walked very fast, avoiding him like a savage beast.
Yan Suiyuan's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse, "Are you still going...?"
A slightly crazy and gentle beauty is attacked by a fishing type VS a young man with a dark belly and a super crazy attack
Intention: Haiyanheqing, hand in hand with you
