My name is Jiang Ling,
When I was just born, my grandfather said that I was destined to suffer a disaster.
He gave me a jade pendant and said I couldn't take it off until I was robbed.
I don't really believe it, but I always wear it as if it's safe.
The day I came of age, I got drunk.
When I got home and lay on the bed, I pulled off the jade pendant by accident.
"Grandpa really... Even lied to his own granddaughter."
"Who are you?"
An unfamiliar male voice echoed in the quiet room. My mind, which was not very clear at first, was a little down at the moment. I woke up from the drunkenness. I hurriedly stood up and looked at the jade pendant in my hand carefully.
"Jade pendant... Spoke?!"
"Who are you?"
I didn't have time to think too much and almost blurted out, "Jiang Leng."
At first, I would talk to Yupei when I had something to do, but he was cold and cold and often ignored me. "Shut up, I'm at the court meeting."
Oh, he's still an emperor. Grandpa's connections are good.
I traveled through time, and I didn't expect that such a thing would happen to me.
I was also arrested as an assassin... And escorted outside a magnificent palace. After the guard finished reporting, he escorted me inside.
The pungent smell of blood hit my face, and I saw a horrific scene that I will never forget.
One person was lying unconscious in a pool of blood, while the other person had his back turned to him, calmly wiping the blood on the blade. "Back off. "
"Yes. "
My legs were a little weak, so I knelt on the ground with a plop, and started crying without any hesitation:
"Your Majesty! I am really not an assassin! I suddenly appeared in the palace for some reason! I..."
Bang! The sword fell to the ground, and I was so frightened that I fell silent. The man turned around and walked towards me. From the corner of my eye, I saw the jade pendant on his waist that was exactly the same as mine. His cold and magnetic voice sounded from far to near,
"Jiang Ling, be quiet. "
"The noise gave me a headache. "
The jade souls are twins, like lotuses side by side, sharing the same cold fragrance that will last forever.
Neither of them expected that they would become the variables in each other's lives.
He, not a big heroine, the heroine has a growth line.
Please don't study the history.
Intention: Where bones are buried in weeds, it is the time of spring.
