After dying, Princess Yongle Gu Hanting was reborn as a country bumpkin with a notorious reputation.
At first, all she wanted was to stay far away from the young man who had brought her to the brink of death.
Until one bitter winter night, she saw that dim Buddhist lamp, forged and lit with the young man's blood.
Later, the nobles of the capital were baffled.
How had that country bumpkin, raised in the countryside, become the person the always-cool and aloof Crown Prince held dearest?
Only the country bumpkin herself knew.
On those long, frigid nights,
how he would hold her captive in his arms,
his expression obsessive yet fragile,
whispering "Auntie" again and again.
Sixth Prince Xie Zhen harbored an unspoken, deeply buried love.
Like a flower blooming from the dust, it was beautiful and fragile.
He secretly tended it with care, his heart tossing and turning in anxious uncertainty.
Later, he became Crown Prince.
The flower died.
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The Song in the Cage: a melodramatic tale of a husband chasing his wife to win her back
Xie Chen, a powerful minister who held sway over the court, was a peerlessly handsome man.
The only discord in his life was his family. He had been married for ten years, and he and his wife treated each other with icy indifference.
The day he saw his wife's younger half-sister in his manor, Xie Chen knew she had been sent to seduce him.
He thought little of it, but the situation left him no choice but to take the bait in.
Who could have known that the bait would become his Achilles' heel, and that anyone who touched her would die?
No one can escape the snares of love, not even gods or demons.
In the end, after scheming and turning the world upside down, all he wanted was for her to stay by his side one day longer.
Qi Baige always thought she would marry the childhood sweetheart who had placed third in the imperial examinations.
Until her sixteenth birthday, when she woke up one morning to find her brother-in-law lying beside her.
She had become her brother-in-law's captive.
No one knew that the pampered pigeon in the cage still longed for the freedom of the sky, even after beating itself bloody against the bars.
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Scene One:
A midsummer midnight, the air thick and still.
Behind the green gauze screen, the young girl bit her lip hard, forcing herself to stay silent. Tears of panic and humiliation swirled in her peach-blossom eyes.
In the outer room, her seriously ill elder sister lay asleep on the bed.
"Don't be afraid. Your sister's asleep. She can't hear us."
The man's thumb brushed the corner of his own mouth, where she'd bitten him, then smeared a streak of bright red across her slender, pale neck.
His voice was low, his eyes cold as he smiled faintly.
"Or perhaps you should think about the life of that third-place scholar."
A beautiful woman, gentle on the outside and strong within, x an obsessive, sinister minister
Theme:
Good-looking, very good-looking. Not sloppy at all, the story is compact. The writing is also very good. Watched it several times.
I stayed up late to read this book and I wanted to cry. It was really good. Fortunately, he ended up reading it.
Bleed regularly, like visiting an aunt
This article is actually quite good. I don't know why the data is not very good, but fortunately, another new ancient saying has become popular. The writing on small cars is good. Drive more small cars.
How long can these two live? Keep taking blood
You can't take blood for a lifetime, right?
I want to see the extra story about Little Baozi
An old woman falling in love with a young man looks awkward no matter how you look at it.
The "result" is a big thorn in the side of the author~
took over
Emmm I'm still not satisfied
Good-looking, very good-looking. Not sloppy at all, the story is compact. The writing is also very good. Watched it several times.
I stayed up late to read this book and I wanted to cry. It was really good. Fortunately, he ended up reading it.
Bleed regularly, like visiting an aunt
This article is actually quite good. I don't know why the data is not very good, but fortunately, another new ancient saying has become popular. The writing on small cars is good. Drive more small cars.
How long can these two live? Keep taking blood
You can't take blood for a lifetime, right?
I want to see the extra story about Little Baozi
An old woman falling in love with a young man looks awkward no matter how you look at it.
The "result" is a big thorn in the side of the author~ took over