Qin Yuanxi looked at him in dark black clothes and gold-threaded yellow robes. As the candle shadow flickered, she suddenly fell into a trance. The handsome and gentle young man had finally become the supreme figure among thousands of people. He was sitting on the dragon chair, glaring at her kneeling in the main hall.
The voice was cold and aggressive: "Can the queen be convicted?"
"I don't know, I obey the emperor's will in everything." Qin Yuanxi bowed her head and knelt down. When she nodded, the pearl tassel on the phoenix crown brushed her face coldly. She had tried her best to hold back the feeble sadness, but the tears still streaked across her cheeks.
When she was 12 years old, she entered the palace with her father, hiding behind her father and brother, and secretly looked up at him standing behind the emperor and empress. At that time, he was just an unpopular sixth prince, and his mother was the queen's personal maid. Once she was lucky enough, she thought she would be able to rise rapidly from then on, but she didn't know that the day she gave birth to the child was also her death anniversary.
She had never seen a face that was more impeccable than his, with a tall nose, thin lips, sword-like eyebrows flying into the temples, eyes that seemed to be filled with stars, and a smile that seemed to be half-smile at the corner of his mouth. He is obviously a tall and handsome man, but he has picturesque features. Qin Yuanxi suddenly remembered the poetry taught by her husband: "The accumulated stones are like jade, the pine trees are like green, the beauty is unique, and there is no other in the world." Such a person will fall in love even if he takes a look at it.
Intention: We don't meet each other in life, but we move like participating in business