Pre-collection of the ancient poem "Leng Gong", please collect it ~
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On the wedding day, Ami committed suicide.
Before she breathed her last breath, she realized that the bully in Qianshui Town whom she would rather die than marry was actually Qilang, whom she loved with all her heart.
After being reborn and returning to the night of their wedding, Qilang opened the door and came in. He saw the poison in her hand that she had no time to throw, and his face turned cold.
"Aren't you satisfied with the betrothal gift?"
"My father doesn't treat you well?"
Qi Lang pressed closer, lifted her chin, and said, "Could it be that you are still thinking about that scholar from the Jin family?"
Ami threw away the poison, put the red hijab on her bun, and said charmingly and pitifully: "No..."
Qilang narrowed his eyes: "That means you don't like me?"
Later, Qilang circled the hilltop pond in Qianshui Town and held it in front of her: "The mountains and rivers are my betrothal, to please you."
Pre-collection of the ancient poem "Leng Gong"——
In the last fierce battle before the reunification of the Li Kingdom, the Wen family became a stepping stone for Long Yan to ascend the throne, and everyone in the family died.
Wen Zhaole, Wen's eldest daughter, was originally in love with Long Yan's childhood sweetheart, but she eventually died under Long Yan's sword with hatred.
Three years later, Wen Zhaole woke up in the cold palace and forgot all the memories of his previous life, except that the person he loved was called Long Yan.
Rumor has it that the Holy Emperor today is cruel, unkind, and extravagant. Even though he has three thousand beauties in his harem, he is still not satisfied. Regardless of the objections of all ministers, he spends the entire country searching for strange women from all over the world to enrich his harem.
Wen Zhaole didn't understand how he could like such a stupid and incompetent tyrant?
Until one day, the tyrant condescended and knocked on the door of the cold palace.
"I... Can I come in and sit down?" The tyrant looked a little nervous.
Wen Zhaole was a little disgusted with the overly restrained tyrant in front of him: "Please."
Later, the door of the Leng Palace opened, and the powerful and important officials in the capital stepped through the threshold.
Intention: Life is like a long stream of water, and after all the hardships, happiness comes. Love life and keep fighting.
