Young General × Marriage Princess
The wall courtyard of Fu's house is a huge cage. As long as she can remember, Fu Wenyun has been raised like a bird, learned palace etiquette, and practiced secret techniques of self-defense.
She understood that she was just a sharp blade for Shuofang, and that Shuofang had spent all his energy just to pull it out of its sheath.
At the same time that news of Shuofang's defeat came back, an imperial edict naming Fu Wenyun as Princess Huai'an was sent to Fu's house.
When she knelt down to thank her, she calmed her expression, but what she remembered was the conversation she overheard in the palace that day, and the last bit of expectation and tenderness she had for her family was gone.
Although the name of the first couple in Qianning was harmonious, they became hostages. Mediating the situation was tantamount to going deep into the tiger's den.
Until the day when the tip of the knife licked blood was filled with a hint of warmth, she actually began to look forward to the morning sun the next day because of one person.
"To me, you are just Fu Wenyun, that's all."
The young man's young and cold voice seemed to ring in her ears again, pulling her back to the Chinese Valentine's Day.
Under the branches, the breeze picked up the tassels on Xiao Chengjing's jade pendant and swept across the back of Fu Wenyun's hand. She curled her fingers and quietly hid her right hand behind her back, her expression unchanged, but the ripples in her heart could not be calmed.
Purpose: Prosperity and wealth are far less than the freedom you want