Decathlon Black Cut and Darker Emperor Sun Attack*Beautiful, strong and miserable androgynous companion reading, two strong men doting on each other
In the sixth year of Jingming Dynasty, Xie Min, a son of an aristocratic family, was ordered to enter the palace to read to the emperor and his grandchildren.
Since then, the last chess piece laid out by the emperor has quietly entered the game. The chessboard was unfolded, murderous intent was hidden, and a life-and-death struggle for the right to inherit the throne was immediately set off among the blood of the Tian family.
Xie Min must always be careful when walking among the emperors and grandsons. Because there is a secret hidden in his body - like a rusty flower in the bones, once it blooms, everything he desires will be uprooted, and his career, ambition, and life will be wiped out.
However, fate is unpredictable, and he was irresistibly pushed towards the Third Emperor Sun Zhaojing. The young people knew each other, and their hearts fell in love with each other. Their love was like a prairie fire, burning through all defenses and calculations.
However, if you are born in heaven, if you don't win, you will die. The two had to fight their way through the siege, just for a chance of survival. But in the end, Zhaojing made a mistake in order to protect his secret, and everything collapsed - the political party was overthrown, Xie's family was withered, his father was executed, his unborn child was miscarried, Zhaojing was defeated and missing, and his life and death were unknown... Xie Man stood alone on the ruins, looking back at the beginning of it all, and was shocked to realize that this series of tragedies actually originated from the shocking prophecy of the original Taoist priest - "The son of the Xie family will become the mother of the future emperor."
That chess game, that period of love and hate, turned out to have been completed long before everything began.
All kinds of regret surged like a tide, burning his body, blood, and heart that refused to fall to the ground. With only the last breath in his chest - that year, the emperor had just granted the marriage, it was the fire cooking oil, the flowers were blooming, the Zhaojing was shining, and he stretched out his hand to him - "Will you be my moon?"
The full text is completed.
Concept: Personal love and hate under a grand narrative