Canglan Shines on the Snow

[Long-sleeved and treacherous ministers who are good at dancing × powerful ministers who restrain themselves and restore etiquette] [Woman disguised as a manChapter plotOld enemy literatureMicro group portraitDismounted] Nineteenth was a secret guard of the royal family, sent to protect the second son of Zhenbei Palace during his expedition against Jilan. When I first met Shen Zhilan, the young general took the enemy general's head among the thousands of troops. His sword illuminated the snow, as if he had been banished to the world. The wind in the frontier is free, Shen Zhilan is a willful young general, and she is an eagle soaring in the sky. Until the army returned in triumph, the palace gates opened one after another. Only at the age of nineteen did she realize that she was an orphan from the previous dynasty, and that countless former officials had sacrificed their lives to protect her. If she wants to take this irreversible road to national restoration, Shen Zhilan will definitely be the biggest stumbling block on the road. Nineteen intended to escape from Shen Zhilan, but he saw him suffer a lot of pain and humiliation, his pride was crushed in the treacherous court situation, and he was used as a pawn to check and balance each other by his father. She is a vengeful ghost crawling back from hell, and he is a broken-winged crane pushed into a cage by fate. If it weren't for the emperor's scheming, Shen Zhilan would have been the brilliant number one scholar at the Qionglin Banquet, with good writing skills and a bodhisattva heart. But the repeated expeditions gave him nightmares every night, and he still couldn't escape the master of great achievements. By chance, Nineteen lacks a Shura sword. Nineteen stood in front of Shen Zhilan, revealed his identity, and gave him two choices: "Help me, or be my enemy." Shen Zhilan smiled after hearing this, just like when he first met him: "My road is full of mud. But your road must be clean, reaching the blue clouds." Shen Zhilan had been trapped in killing for half his life, just building a bridge for her over the abyss. At the end of the bridge is his old dream of being a scholar, which he can never return to, and the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers that belong to her. Later, the new emperor ascended the throne. Someone asked the lady what she wished for. Nineteen looked at the snow-filled sky outside the palace wall and said softly: "May no pearls be covered in dust, may all the high aspirations be shattered in the wind and snow, may the loyal ministers and good generals be bathed in the spring breeze, and may they start well and end well." I also hope that the person who once fell into Shura for her will always be the young man who wrote the poem on the paper. Reading tips: 1. A growth-oriented heroine. 2. The dynasties are imaginary, and some settings refer to the Song and Ming Dynasties. 3. In the later period, the female protagonist proclaims herself emperor and the male protagonist resigns. It is not the case that the male and female protagonists rule together. 4. The male protagonist's orientation is normal, and he fell in love with him only after falling off his horse. 5. Slightly abusing men, but not abusing women, HE. ————The following is the pre-receipt copy~please collect it———— "Marrying the Princess and Returning to the Queen" [Princess and Sinner] [Hate the sea and love the skyA bloody misunderstandingLiterature of fishing out the moon from the mire] Chu Randeng was the concubine of the prime minister's palace. She was raised in a temple and was not allowed to return home. On a rainy night at the mountain temple, she picked up a young man covered in blood from the back mountain, hid him in the Zen room, and took good care of him. On the day when the young man recovered from his injury, he held her wrist, his eyes were deep, and he stopped talking. I never imagined that we would meet again. He is the emperor's envoy, and she is the maid who married the princess. On the day of departure, Pei Zhaoye made a promise: "Your Highness, I will take you home." Chu Randeng kept his promise and counted the geese flying south three times. Finally, he saw the familiar black armor. She held up the hem of her skirt and ran over: "Pei Zhaoye, are you here to take me home?" But he turned his head to avoid it and pushed her away decisively. Half a year later, the Song Dynasty defeated Yan. Princess Jinyang returned to the court, but Pei Zhaoye was shackled and became a prisoner for the crime of deceiving the emperor. Your Majesty sympathized with her suffering and promised her a reward. She said: "I want to be alone." "Who?" "Pei Zhaoye." In prison, she saw Pei Zhaoye, who was all but proud. She rescued him and imprisoned him in the deepest courtyard of the princess mansion. She made him kneel on the porch on a snowy night, ordered him to warm her fingertips with her lips, covered his old wounds with new ones, and asked with a smile: "General Pei was so majestic back then, but where is he now?" Knowing that he was full of blood, when he was trying his best to maintain his duties as a minister, he suddenly got close and teased softly: "General Pei, why are you shaking?" Until that night, Chu Randeng pieced together the truth from his feverish sleep. Back then in the Yan Palace, the imperial edict in his hand originally read "Kill the princess to avoid future troubles." Pei Zhaoye, however, killed the supervisors with one sword and burned the imperial edict, paving the way for her to return as a princess and finding a way for herself to die. On a snowy night and deep cold, she arrived with the light of day. She leaned over and pinched his chin, forcing him to look directly at her: "Pei Zhaoye, your majesty is unkind, and brothers are fighting against each other. In this game of chess, you and I are both pawns. Do you want to join forces with me and become a chess player?" He raised his eyes, her burning face reflected in his eyes. After a long time, the pale lips curved: "How do you like my princess?" Her fingertips slid across the corners of his injured lips: "I want you to stand on the highest position. From now on, you are the king, and I am..." Before she finished speaking, her wrist was held tightly by him. In the darkness, his eyes were like those of a beast in a cage for a long time: "Your Highness, you know that walking the same path with me is a more dangerous abyss." "Why fear the abyss?" She advanced instead of retreating, almost intertwined with his breath, "I'm just asking, do you still dare to tangle with me one more time?" ——2026.3.16 Purpose: Don't be jealous of loyalty due to suspicion, don't use bones to build imperial power