One is the queen with the sun and moon in the sky.
One is the Zhaorong who measures the world.
She ruined her family and ended up in Ye Ting before she was born.
She has learned eighteen kinds of martial arts since she was a child, and is proficient in poetry, song, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, just to avenge her family's destruction one day.
When she was fourteen years old, her poems were given to her by a caring person. She was so amazed that she summoned him to meet him.
Her eyes were full of hatred, but she lowered her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes, neither humble nor arrogant.
She looked at her stubborn self and smiled, not knowing why. She suddenly calmed down, a little angry, but heard her voice at this time. She asked, have you ever hated me? But it's like talking to oneself. She was stunned and said, yes.
Many years later, when the Queen was about to ascend the throne, I still asked her if she had ever hated me. She answered, yes.
But she smiled, took her hand, and said, Wan'er is willing to enjoy this world with me.
She said that if there was a next life, Wan'er would like all the prosperous and beautiful scenery to be nothing, and she would spend her whole life with His Highness, and not be disturbed by troubles.
She hugged her gently, wishing that she would never leave her for the rest of her life.
Her soft lips parted slightly, wishing to live forever and grow old together with her son.
This is a historical fiction. Because the history I remember is too cruel, I, a HE controller, cannot be satisfied. Please do not correct me if it is inconsistent with history.
This article is a debut novel, so please bear with me if there are any shortcomings~