Lan Zhaoyu lost her father when she was young, but fortunately the emperor and empress took her in and treated her like her own daughter, inheriting the divine favor.
When she was seven years old, the emperor wanted to marry her to the third prince.
Lan Zhaoyu was unwilling in her heart. Unexpectedly, she heard the arrogant and unsociable third prince snorting coldly from behind:
"Hmph, she is so charming and willful, who wants to marry her?"
Lan Zhaoyu's eyes turned red with anger, and she rushed out and pushed him down. Then she ran to hug the empress and cried loudly: "Your Majesty! Concubine! Even if Yu'er becomes a nun, she will never marry him!"
The emperor felt very sorry for her and promised to find another husband for her in the future.
Later, she really had to find a good match.
My husband is a well-known Tanhualang from Beijing. He is from a noble family in the south of the Yangtze River. He is as gentle as jade and full of knowledge.
After three years of marriage, the two played the piano, burned incense, and boiled snow and made tea. She painted pictures, while he hung his wrists to inscribe ink, and each calligraphy and painting were harmonious. They spent their days in which they only envied mandarin ducks but not immortals.
Until that year, the palace became more and more prosperous, and many parties competed for it.
In the end, it was the third prince, who disliked each other with her, who stepped on the mountain of corpses and sea of blood and sat on the dragon throne.
In the same year, Lan Zhaoyu unfortunately fell into the water.
When he opened his eyes again, he was already in the Nine Layers Palace.
With towering red walls and heavy curtains, she has been imprisoned in the palace since then, with no chance of return.
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The thing Wen Jingming regrets most in his life is that he separated from his first wife for a while and obeyed his mother's orders to seek medical treatment for his cousin.
When the news of Jiang Pan's death came, he grew old overnight.
Over the years since then, I have been filled with endless thoughts.
Until he accidentally learned that his wife was not dead, he was ecstatic.
But when I heard his voice again, it was outside the Emperor's Palace. He was pinned down in front of the jade steps by the guards. Listening to the cries leaking out of the palace, his eyes were about to burst and his heart was broken.
#Isolatedparanoidprince→arrogant eldest lady×gentle family son
# violentgrab+chasing wife crematorium
# Mineclearance: one male and two clean ones. The heroine has only had relationships with the second and first male
#The ending is undecided, probably a double ending
Intention: Don't wait until there are no flowers and branches.
