In the winter of the 20th year of Qingyuan, heavy snow fell on the city.
General Zhao Hanqing was beheaded at Xishikou on the charge of treason.
When blood spattered three feet of white snow, she thought of the wind in northern Xinjiang, the moon on the battlefield, and her father's words before he died in battle, "Daughters of the Zhao family should guard the country."
When I opened my eyes again, I went back to the night when I was ordered to return to Beijing.
In the previous life, he was foolish and loyal, and in exchange for being a cunning rabbit, he died and was cooked by lackeys; when he returns in this life, there is an undercurrent under the wall of the Vermilion Palace.
The emperor's gentle words of concern concealed temptations, and the Qingliu queens had their own evil intentions. She simply took off her armor and pretended to be a reckless general who only knew how to fight, so as not to attract anyone's attention.
Until I met Xiang Songwan.
The sickly Jianghu man holding a fox in his arms leaned under the corridor and asked with a smile: "How long will the general's play last?"
He asked for a secret palace medicine to prolong his life, but she needed a knife in the dark to break the situation.
The imperial edict of marriage was supposed to be a transaction in which everyone got what they needed, but it changed its flavor after being entrusted with life and death.
Until the deal between him and the emperor came to light, she thought over and over again and locked him in the study, never seeing him day and night.
But he was very happy with it, and even took the initiative to undress and take off his belt, being gentle and courteous.
Later, the misunderstanding was solved, and on the day the new emperor ascended the throne, he leaned on her shoulder and chuckled:
"They say that the great general Zhenguo has a sick beauty in his arms."
She hugged him tightly and looked at the vast sky outside the palace.
"In that case, beauty, it's time to take medicine."
From now on, you and I will play together in this chess game.
There is very little official history about the history of Dayong and Qingyuan. Unofficial historical notes such as "The Legacy of Qingyuan" and "Chaowen Lei Yao" are also too vague and unclear. Although the characters and events involved in this article are fictitious, the treacherous nature of the government, the unpredictability of people's hearts, and the subtlety of power schemes are all based on history. If readers are interested, they can refer to "Historical Records", "Zi Zhi Tong Jian", "Ming History" and other books to know that what the author said is true. *
Purpose: Kind and sincere people deserve a good ending