The prince Liu Yuanfeng was majestic and aloof. No matter how outstanding aristocratic nobles were, they could only watch from afar, waiting for him to catch a glimpse of him on a whim one day. What's more, Jiang Ying, an orphan girl who had been defeated by a general, was lucky enough to catch a glimpse from a corner.
Jiang Ying was unwilling to give in, obsessed with it, and finally married into the East Palace as she wished. Liu Yuan treated her politely and made a promise, "If you take one step forward in everything, I will take ten steps forward; if you take one step back, I will take ten steps back, and I will not force you."
As expected, Liu Yuan adhered to the principle of "not forcing" in everything. Jiang Ying believed that not forcing meant having no desires or demands. Liu Yuan did not have her in his heart, so he agreed immediately after she proposed a divorce, even though he knew she was pregnant.
After the divorce, Jiang Ying left the capital for six years. When she brought her children back to the capital, her heart had calmed down and she just wanted to live in peace. The strange thing was that all the officials and aristocratic families flocked to her, as if they owed her a huge debt. Even Liu Yuan, who had ascended the throne as the emperor, pestered her every day...
Tired of being pestered, Jiang Ying had no choice but to use the principle of "not forcing" to restrain Liu Yuan. She thought it had little effect, but Liu Yuan remained as before, "I will abide by my words back then and will not force you."
#Jiang Ying thought that Liu Yuan was the biggest defeat she had ever suffered, but she didn't know that she had won a long time ago. The spoils were not only the position of queen at her fingertips, but also the heart of an emperor who had suffered from the bitterness of secret love.#
The forbearing love brain emperor VS sand sculpture beauty, two-way secret love, reunion after breaking up, 1V1, HE.
Preview of the next volume of "After Admitting My Wrong Savior"
Sister Guanyin x Brother Killer
Ling Shuo lived incognito for ten years, traveling around to kill traitors.
On the first night in Beijing, he walked towards the down-and-out prince's mansion with a sword in hand for revenge.
But he saw a woman standing in front of the gate of the Hou Mansion. When she caught a glimpse of him, her eyes lit up, and she greeted her gracefully without fear of the sword.
The woman was dressed in plain clothes and had a beautiful face. She took the brand-new cloak handed by the maid with her bare hands, and her cheeks had light dimples, she was so beautiful and peaceful.
"It's late at night, and my benefactor's clothes are thin, so I might as well put on my clothes before entering the house."
The blade of the sword buzzed, as if it couldn't wait to slay the woman in front of him.
Ling Shuo seemed to have seen the jade statue of Guanyin that accompanied him through the long night in the old temple.
The long sword returned to its sheath quickly, Ling Shuo took the cloak with a calm expression, lowered his head to hide the light in his eyes.
Forget it, such a kind-hearted Sister Guanyin is definitely not his enemy. As for when he became Sister Guanyin's benefactor, he can't remember.
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Jiang Ling found his savior quite interesting.
My benefactor was sixteen years old. He seemed to be a beautiful mountain spirit who had strayed into the secular world. He did not understand the rules of the secular world and liked to hold his sword and shout in a clear voice, "Sister."
No matter how many calls there were, Jiang Ling answered them all. She was helpless and indulgent, thinking that since she was a lifesaver, she should be treated favorably.
She asked everyone in the Hou Mansion to respect the young man, but she also manipulated the young man in everything, even breaking the rules of the capital and letting the young man follow her, inseparable from her.
Before she knew it, even if she was copying sutras at night and after taking a bath, the young man could grandly walk into her boudoir and sit next to her.
The wet breath was approaching brightly. The boy seemed to be kneeling obediently by his legs, but the distance was so close that they could hear each other's breathing. His low voice was wrapped in strange emotions, "Sister."
When the young man's strong arms came around him, Jiang Ling finally felt that something was wrong, and felt extremely regretful that the two of them were so close to each other.
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Jiang Ling could no longer cope with Ling Shuo.
During the day, the young man still had some restraint, but at night he pestered her obsessively, as if he would force himself into her tent late at night.
The day Jiang Ling was no longer soft-hearted and decided to send Ling Shuo away, she received a letter from her father. After reading it, she couldn't help but be shocked. She actually recognized the wrong savior.
Ling Shuo had no kindness to save her, and seemed to have a feud with the Hou Mansion. Now there was no reason to keep Ling Shuo.
But before she could say anything, Ling Shuo disappeared.
She found Ling Shuo in an old alley and saw with her own eyes that Ling Shuo skillfully wielded his sword and slit the throat of the Prince of Zhen Guo.
Blood spurted out, and the powerful minister died just like that.
Ling Shuo, however, seemed to have accidentally trampled an ant to death. He sheathed his sword carelessly, and the blood from the end of his brow twisted like a poisonous snake and slid down his cheek.
He is still so beautiful, but he is no longer the mountain spirit in Jiang Ling's heart.
Intention: Live hard and strive for self-improvement.