- Xie Hengzhi was born in the clouds. He was a man of eight talents. He was already the crown prince and tutor at the age of 18. However, he had a cold nature and no one dared to approach him. He has never been married.
That night, the autumn rain knocked on the window, and Sangrou, a clan girl who had moved into the house with her stepfather, came to him. She looked up with tearful eyes: "Brother, save me, I don't want to be sold to the old prince as a concubine."
The white dress was soaked, and the exquisite curves were exposed, and the intention of exchanging one's body was obvious. Xie Hengzhi frowned, and the hand holding the scroll tightened again and again.
He had no intention of taking advantage of others' danger, and with one stroke of his pen, he sent her to the palace to be elected as a female official, ending the farce.
But then they met in Taixue. Sang Rou was always the elder brother and the younger brother. She would give snacks to tease Menzi and stick to his side all day long.
Others said that she was infatuated, but Xie Hengzhi ignored it coldly, and he could tell the difference between sincere love and ulterior motives.
Sang Rou did not give up and struggled for three years. On the eve of Xie Hengzhi's departure from Beijing, she suddenly told him that her brother was too cold and she wanted to give up.
Xie Hengzhi looked at his sister who was pretending to be depressed and almost laughed out loud, but did not take it seriously, "My sister has figured it out very well."
Once the palace changed, the prince rebelled.
Xie Hengzhi led his troops to rescue him overnight, but when he found Sang Rou, she had been rescued by the young master of the Minister of Justice's family.
Since that day, Sangrou has indeed changed.
She quickly fell in love, agreed to the young master's proposal to marry, and they were in a couple. The eldest brother called him short, and looked at him seriously. Her smile was only respectful and polite, and there was no longer the obsessive intimacy of the past.
At first I just thought it was ridiculous, but seeing the two of them inseparable, that unhappiness gradually turned into an indescribable restlessness that gnawed at them day and night.
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Sang Rou's biological father died in vain, her biological mother was cowardly, and her stepfather was addicted to gambling. Not long after she entered the capital, she wanted to sell her to an old prince who was over sixty years old.
If you want to escape the quagmire and avenge your father, you can only seek help from yourself.
Sang Rou was desperate and risked her only body to knock on Xie Hengzhi's door.
Three years later, she finally used his power to find clues that her biological father had been wronged, and then turned the finger to the Ministry of Punishment.
The clan brother is so upright and open-minded that even if he finds out that he is being used, he will not argue with her.
Besides, he never liked her.
On a good and auspicious day, the drums and music were playing, the mulberry and the phoenix were crowned with Xiapei, and she bid him farewell with a smile, "Arou's success today is all because of my brother's care. Please accept my respects from my little sister."
"Congratulations, sister," Xie Hengzhi smiled, "but it's more pleasant for you to call me brother."
Sang Rou raised her head, looked into his dark rolling eyes, and suddenly shuddered.
On the day of the wedding, the newlywed bride of the minister's family disappeared.
In the dark secret room, chains were exposed under the fiery red dress, hitting the slender jade bones like rings.
Xie Hengzhi leaned against Sang Rou's ear and asked in a low voice, "What kind of brother does Rou'er recognize... I promised him my life-saving grace. Didn't my brother come earlier than him?"
The person in his arms shrank in pain, but he pushed him back.
"Even if you use it intentionally, you should stick to it, right?"
White-cut flowers of black mountains
Intention: May my body be as beautiful as the moon