The Tea Is Lingering

Copywriting of this article: In the winter of the fifteenth year of Zhaoming, heavy snow broke bones. Mr. Jiang Ge was abandoned from the market, and his only daughter Wen Jin disappeared into the Siyuan Bureau. During the four seasons of prosperity and decline, he wandered around in strange temples, fighting desperately to seek justice for his father, but all he got was a handful of desolate smoke and cold soil. When her identity was revealed, she was sitting in a prison car covered with scars. Someone came against the wind and put a big cloak on her in the wind and snow. "Look, the prince can't protect you, and he doesn't even dare to give you a thing to protect you from the cold. Ha, it seems that in this world, I am the only one willing to give you a shroud." She looked up and saw the notorious sycophant. So she glanced at the unfinished Yugu Terrace in a daze, and thought of the umbrella that was held above the crown prince's head during the crowning ceremony. At that time, he gently brushed the snow off her shoulders, He said, "Gu Xiang will always protect you from the snow." At this moment, the man in front of her took off the wolf fang pendant from his waist and tied it around her neck, and said viciously: "The governor has left a black wolf for you. Take it south with you. When you return to your hometown, treat yourself as dead and don't come back to Beijing again." Since then, the mountains and rivers have not met, and everyone is at peace in the world. * I have been wandering for ten years, and my deep gratitude has been exhausted. I am a teacher and friend who live and die. There is no more orphan girl from the Jiang family in the world, only the female official Xie Yuan. From being the only daughter of the first assistant to being reduced to a palace maid, from being a female historian at the bottom to being a female bachelor. Walking along the plank in the barren tune, swimming in a lonely boat. This time, the tattoo on his forehead turned into plum blossoms, and he returned to Beijing with a different appearance, heading into a game from which he would never return. Under the high platform, the wind filled her sleeves, and tea leaves rustled down on the roadside, clinging to her temples like frost and snow. The Crown Prince got off his horse and held her arm all the way into the inner room. He took out a jade seal and printed it on his palm with her hand. "The world likes seals and inscriptions the most. I have been carving them for a long time. Now that I have stamped them, I will compensate you. I only ask you for a bright future." That night, he played the piano in her ears all night again, hugged her gently, and finally asked in a trembling voice: "I already know everything. I just want to ask this question, who are you?" "My lord, Xie Yuan..." She lowered her eyes, looked up and asked again, "Your Highness, do you want to stop me too?" [In this life, there was heavy snow, and she finally saw that the winter was gone, but the tea leaves were not left behind. Note: 1. The wedge is a flashback, he, a healing and redemption story cloaked in Machiavellian skin. 2. The background is similar to that of the middle and late Ming Dynasty, with a slow-burning, growth-oriented heroine and a little bit of textual research. 3. There are two male protagonists, but it is not a stock buying story. It can be seen that the official match is the prince, prince, prince. The prince is super good, definitely 1v1 4. Some characters and events have historical prototype references. This is essentially the story of a group of idealists. 5. The title of the novel is correct, but the lack of "fuck" is due to private reasons. Purpose: The way of a gentleman, death will overwhelm others