My Green Tea Husband

The substitute princess's tea smells like tea Copywriting/Introduction On the day Su Qingci married into the Regent's Palace, white flags were hung all over the house and mourning tunes were played. Everyone in the capital knew that the regent Xiao Jingyu had been coughing up blood for ten years, and the Taiyuan Hospital declared that he would not live to be twenty-five years old. The eldest sister of the Su family refused to remain a widow, so she, a sickly concubine, was stuffed into a sedan chair to celebrate the wedding. One is disabled and the other is sick, but that's right. No one knows - Su Qingci died three years ago. During the Battle of Luofengpo, the Kunwu Sect was destroyed. The senior brother stuffed her into a crack in the ground and shouted "Don't look back." She survived. She sharpened her sword for three years and pretended to be a loser for three years. She returned to Beijing just to find out one thing: Who betrayed the Kunwu Sect? On their wedding night, she touched her senior brother's copper whistle on the bottom of the Asparagus bamboo basin in her wedding room. The dead knot on the red string at the tail of the whistle was tied by her own hands three years ago, and it is the only one in the world. The rooftop assassin sneaked in, she raised her hand and shot an arrow through her throat. When the assassin fell under the window, a figure wrapped in the smell of medicine drifted down from the southeast roof - Xiao Jingyu came to silence him, holding the silver needle in his hand before he could take action. Across five feet of night and a corpse, he lowered his head to look at the crossbow arrow that had sunk into his throat, then looked up at her, and smiled softly: "Princess's crossbow... Has very good accuracy." Early the next morning, there was Zhejin Powder hidden in the plate of almond cake in his study. She tasted it after taking a bite, and put back half a piece. He saw it - both of them knew that the other was pretending, but they didn't fall out. One continued to cough up blood and drink medicine, while the other continued to smile timidly, like two beasts retracting their claws at the same time: it was even. On the third night, hundreds of people from the imperial army surrounded the mansion and dug up broken porcelain pieces of the Kunwu Sect's letter in the flower room. They also found a letter under Xiao Jingyu's pillow: The fall to Fengpo three years ago was caused by the East Palace. The commander retreated with a livid face. Su Qingci helped Xiao Jingyu back to his room and closed the door. He finally showed his cards - after three years of investigation, all the clues pointed to the prince, but every one of them was too clean, as if someone had laid them out for him to investigate. He handed her another letter: Under the plum blossom lamp in the Qinzheng Hall was the fragment of the bronze whistle sent by the leader of the Kunwu Sect. Then he said something that made her heart stop: The copper whistle was left by the senior brother who sneaked into the palace covered with wounds on the seventh day after Luo Fengpo three years ago - "Keep it for me. If a girl with a mole behind her ear comes to you in three years, return it to her for me." The gray doves flew back outside the window, and the golden fire paint issued an order: The prince summoned her to attend the Qinzheng Hall tomorrow morning. Su Qingci stood in front of the window holding the copper whistle. Xiao Jingyu was wrapped in a quilt behind him and said vaguely: "I will accompany you tomorrow... Walk slowly, cough up blood, it's time to leave." Qinzheng Hall. Plum blossom cup. Bronze Whistle Fragments. The Broken Sword of Blood and Fire three years ago. And - the person who has been playing chess for three years. Two people pretending to be useless, one person is involved in the drama. She thought she was here to investigate the case, but she turned out to be someone else's chess piece. He thought he was a chess player, but it turned out that there was another chessboard underneath the chessboard. The senior brother raised his head from the iron chain in the underground secret room of Tingfeng Tower - only then did everyone realize that it was never a sect that was burned in the fire three years ago. It's a royal palace. --- Double Strength·Double Tea·Substitute Marriage·Sick Regent×Unparalleled Archery Former Chief Intention: Acting to the extreme is fake, acting to the extreme is true