She was the princess of the Shatuo Kingdom and had lived in the side palace for decades. Unexpectedly, her brother died suddenly and she was forced to become Her Majesty the Queen.
This throne was a hot potato. Two kings died in just one year. She was trembling and acting cautiously.
The ministers secretly snickered that the queen was a bitch and easy to bully.
Until a handsome young man came to the royal court,
The young master is very talented and is indeed the perfect choice for the king's husband.
The two cooperated with each other, tearing apart the Prime Minister, angrily beating the left and right generals, and defending the capital against foreign enemies. Her Majesty the Queen stood up and sang.
One night, she was wearing cool clothes and her charming eyes were like silk: there was a cold breeze in the house.
The young master looked cold, closed all the doors and windows, and wrapped her tightly: Your Majesty, this way it won't be cold anymore.
She was angry and trembling all over.
The young master frowned: Could it be that your majesty is ill?
(Tentative copywriting, hahaha)
Mission: Be strong in the face of difficulties and never give up easily