Powerful Minister Houqing

[Pre-received article] One of the male and female protagonists cp setting, powerful ministers vs. Female generals~ Enjoy it and look forward to it! Regent, Xiao Muchian. He wields power over both the government and the public, and is decisive in killing. No one in the court dares to look up to him. No one knew that there was a word hidden in the jade pendant in his arms: "". After ten years of rubbing, it is warm and moist to the bones. General, Wen Tingyu. He outsmarts foreign enemies and fights on the battlefield. He is known as the "Immortal God of War". That night, she came on the moon. He wears night clothes, a sword at his waist, and his eyebrows are like frost. "I'll lend you three thousand troops to help you become emperor." The words fell without any waves, but they aroused the hearts of the powerful ministers. He raised his eyes and looked at her. Lost weight. It's cold. There is no softness between her eyebrows and eyes anymore. She had long forgotten. Forgot about the young man among the beggars, her words when he was bullied by others, "If you want to live, stand up and fight with all your strength," and the jade pendant she accidentally dropped. He narrowed his eyes and said softly: "Okay." She froze. Not knowing this word, he waited for ten years. Little did she know that the jade in his arms was engraved with her name. I wonder if he has only been waiting for this one person in his life. She turned around and wanted to leave. "General." She paused and did not look back. There was silence for a long time, and finally two words—— "... Cherish it." She felt confused and pushed the door open. I don't know the person behind her, standing in the candlelight, looking at the direction where she disappeared, took out the jade pendant, and called out in a low voice - "Yu." After ten years of waiting, she finally said: "I hate you and want to kill you." "Die Lian Hua·Hou Qing" Ten years are like a dream. The jade pendant is gentle and has someone's name engraved on it. Everyone in the court is afraid, who knows that there is old love hidden in the sleeves. That night was more windy and dewy. She stepped onto the moon, her brows and eyes as cold as frost. Borrowing troops for three thousand words, but I don't know that he will wait for ten years. He turned around to leave without saying a word. A word of "take care" is worth a thousand pounds. The candlelight flickers and the figure is empty, but the jade pendant is still held in the hand. Hou Qing. Hou Qing. When will you understand? That year when he knelt down among the beggars, it was she who lowered her eyes and smiled. Statement of work: 1. The article is an imaginary history, "Dayan Dynasty", Pingzhao period. A dynasty that did not exist, a story that might have happened. The intrigues in the court and the wind and sand at the border are all fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental. 2. Male Protagonist | Xiao Muqian: The regent, who has overwhelming power and is feared by everyone. Heroine | Wen Tingyu: General Zhenbei, known as the "Immortal God of War". 3. Suitable for readers who like dual-power setters. Those who are both Machiavellian and affectionate/Those who can understand the sad feeling of "she hates him, but he is waiting for her"/Those who are willing to follow a fateful entanglement until the clouds open and the moon shines. 4. Game of two powerful players: She is a female general on the battlefield, and he is a powerful official in the court. They are evenly matched and have equal chess. Fateful entanglement: She saved him ten years ago, and he waited for her ten years later - she didn't remember, but he couldn't forget. Powerful tactics are on the surface, but deep affection is on the inside: On the surface it is a fight for the legitimate son, but in reality it is a trap he has set up for ten years, just to wait for her to come. Counter-routine setting: He was the one who suggested the marriage, and he was the one who set up a trap to wait for her to come - what he wanted was not her life, but her person. Purpose: Once every ten years, for kindness, for love, and to prove that I have lived in your eyes.