[Because I have modified it too many times and lost touch with the story, I will put it aside for a while and then make up for it. I still feel that there is something wrong with the meeting between the male and female protagonists, and it may be changed in the future]
Ji Fuyin thought that Pei Qing must hate her.
In order to take revenge, she clung to power, disturbed the government and the public, trampled on his sincerity, and beheaded his father and brother with her own hands.
After her great revenge was avenged, Ji Fuyin died and fled the capital, leaving only the Qin Prince's Mansion filled with blood for the young man with whom she had made a lifelong commitment.
She originally thought that in this world, they would never see each other again.
But I didn't expect it.
Five years later, the government office knocked on the door.
The incense theft case she reported happened to be entangled with a shocking case.
The Yamen told her that she needed to assist a big shot.
But behind the curtain, slowly walking out was an extremely familiar figure.
Pei Qing held the spice in her hand, her youthful youthfulness faded away, and there was a pressure that was different from the past lingering between her brows.
The girdle stretched out his strong waistline, and his tall and straight body completely blocked her whole body.
Ji Fuyin's legs felt weak for a moment, and she turned around and wanted to run away.
But Pei Qing grabbed his arm.
"Shopkeeper, this fragrance is very familiar. It's similar to the old smell beside my bed."
"I wonder if the shopkeeper... Can teach me."
Everyone in the world calls King Xiao Qin violent and cruel, but Ji Fuyin remembers that during the Hua Dynasty, the wind was blowing in the willows, and Pei Qing was dressed in white and stood quietly under the willow branches.
The setting sun was like blood, illuminating her eyes for a while.
I just remember the young man calling her from afar.
A Yin.
Intention: None
