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Chu Si, the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister, was the most beautiful woman in the Yi Dynasty. Under the hibiscus beauty, there is a clear ambition. In order to become the queen, she selected the third most unfavored prince Yi Huaizhang from all the princes in Beijing. Whatever he lacked, she gave him. Closeness, preference, and tenderness, she gave without reservation and looked forward to harvesting the fruits every day. Three years of ups and downs, swords and swords, she accompanied him through the most difficult years, helping him fight siblings, kill traitors, and ascend to high places. The new emperor ascended the throne, and just when Chu Si thought she had secured the position of queen, at the celebration banquet, General Shen Zhou, who had the most outstanding achievements in conquering the country, knelt down and begged for mercy, saying that he only wanted Chu Si. The whole hall was silent. With his crown hanging down, Yi Huaizhang's eyes were dark. For a long time, he just smiled and raised his glass, and decreed the marriage. Chu Si's face turned pale, but she quickly figured it out. It was just a bird hiding behind a bow. If she lost the bet, she would admit it. What's more, Shen Zhou is not a bad match. He had great military exploits, held great power, was handsome and handsome, and yet he was so magnanimous and almost clumsy in his treatment of her. While drinking and talking and laughing, Chu Si made up her mind to make a clean break with the past. —— When Chu Si seeks power and profit, she always only speaks half of her words and always does things satisfactorily. However, Shen Zhou was sincere and straightforward, truly loved and valued her, and had never had the slightest plot against her. As they were together day by day, Chu Si had the idea of staying together forever. Unfortunately, people's wishes were not fulfilled. On the day of the wedding, there was an urgent news from the frontier. Shen Zhou didn't even pay his respects, so he put on his armor and mounted his horse. Chu Si stood on the tower, watching his back fading away, shedding sad tears for the first time in her life. But as soon as she got off the tower, she was dragged into the darkness. Yi Huaizhang pinched her wrist bones and stared at the tears, with madness in his eyes. "You cry for him?" —— A few years later, the city of Yaojing was destroyed. Shen Zhou, a tall horse wearing a silver mask, came back to life. He was as bloodthirsty and cold as an evil ghost crawling back from hell. He imprisoned the queen of the old dynasty who betrayed him in a dungeon and tortured her every day. The woman who was guarding the prison was chilled to the bone every time she talked about it, saying that King Nan seemed to have a deep hatred for the woman. The woman would often cry and curse all night long, and her dirty clothes and pants would be burned every night. In less than three months, the woman had been reduced to ashes. But in the end, there was a shock, and the storyteller was amazed that King Daonan turned gray overnight and died in depression because of her. —— Yi Huaizhang, the young emperor, plans the world. The only thing I can't find, can't count, and can't ask for is Chu Si's sincerity. He originally wanted to deceive himself for the rest of his life, thinking that as long as she was here, it didn't matter whether she was there or not. But he was wrong, wrong step by step, wrong step by step, until he could no longer look back. When he was dying, he looked at Chu Si holding the knife. Her face was as beautiful as ever, but Qiu Shuijian only had hatred and resentment in her eyes. "How dare you trample on my sincerity, this is your fate." "Sincerely?" Yi Huaizhang felt ridiculous, "Have you ever been sincere to me?" Chu Si remained silent, but her expression changed several times. "How have you ever been sincere to me!?" Yi Huaizhang noticed Chu Si's unusual silence, and he stood up like a dying animal, making a final desperate struggle. Chu Si didn't answer him again. "If there is an afterlife..." The cold sword light reflected on his face. Yi Huaizhang, who knew his fate was decided, gave up on the question that he had been thinking about all his life and instead asked for the illusory afterlife. A trace of hope appeared on his bloodless face. "There is no afterlife." Chu Si responded indifferently. Yi Huaizhang suddenly remembered their first meeting. The grass grows and the orioles fly in the February sky. I see them from a distance under the peach blossom trees, and he bows his head. Intention: Only sincerity can change the sincerity