Introduction:
Zhao Wanqing was transported into a novel and became the "most noble eldest princess of Dasheng".
As beautiful as an immortal, delicate but not domineering, the ending has only one line: get married and die as a guest in a foreign land.
According to nomadic customs, after the death of the old king, she would be inherited by her son. Zhao Wanqing didn't want to die, let alone be treated like an object. She looked through the book and found a variable that she had ignored:
Pei Yan.
Dasheng's youngest powerful official, decisive in killing, has been secretly in love with her his whole life, but he doesn't even dare to say a word. In the original work, after learning of her death, he traveled thousands of miles to meet her body, never married, and spent the rest of his life holding her ashes.
Zhao Wanqing remembered that after reading it, she was so angry that she threw the book down: "Are you sick? Who can you show your affection to when everyone is dead?"
She decided to strike first without waiting for death.
The night before the wedding team set off, she poured the medicine into Pei Yan's wine glass.
The candle shadow turned red, and he grabbed her wrist, his eyes turned red, and his voice was as hoarse as gravel:
"Princess, you know... If you take this step, there will be no turning back."
Zhao Wanqing leaned close to his ear and laughed softly:
"Who said we should look back?"
The princess wants, the princess gets.
A night of absurdity.
The next day, she thought the deal was a sure thing, patted her skirt and prepared to set off for the wedding.
Unexpectedly, Pei Yan stopped directly at the entrance of the palace and knelt down on one knee in front of the civil and military officials of the court:
"I request the decree to marry the eldest princess."
"If Your Majesty doesn't allow it - I will take it myself."
The whole court was in an uproar.
Zhao Wanqing froze on the spot: What if she agreed to restrain herself and endure her crush?
Pei Yan looked up at her, with a dark fire almost burning in his eyes:
"Restraint because you haven't had it before."
"I got it... Who can still hold back?"
Later, enemy countries repeatedly violated the border, disrupted the peace agreement, and intended to provoke war.
Pei Yan took the initiative to ask for orders to quell the chaos. Zhao Wanqing stood on the city wall and watched him go away, wondering if this person would take the opportunity to run away?
Three months later, he came back.
It was dusty, the blood was still wet on the armor, and there were three thousand cavalry behind them.
And what he was holding in his hand was the jade seal passed down from the enemy country.
Manchao was shocked.
Pei Yan knelt on one knee in front of her in front of the ministers, his voice was low and pious:
"Princess, I would like to be the sword in your hand."
"Where you point, I will cut it."
Zhao Wanqing lowered her eyes to look at him and suddenly smiled.
She bent down, took the jade seal with her own hands, turned around and walked towards the highest position——
"Okay."
"Then it's up to you and me to change this world."
Later she actually ascended the throne.
She became Dasheng's first female empress.
Pei Yan, on the other hand, was the powerful regent during the day, and the most obedient sword on her bed at night.
Someone asked him: You have a lot of troops, why do you want to be subordinate to others?
Pei Yan wiped the old sachet she tied on her waist and said lightly:
"She is willing to scheme against me, which is why I am so lucky."
"If she wants this world, I will conquer it for her."
——Ps
1. Scheming Princess × Love Brain Powerful Minister
2. Women are strong and men are strong. The heroine becomes emperor in the later stage. If you mind, don't enter.
3. Shuangjie, HE
Motto: If you love to fight, you will win
