Be the Heroine's Sister-In-Law in the Palace

Updates are very unstable. When he woke up, Duan Kuan had passed through the book and transformed into the posthumous son of the late emperor who would later destroy his country and his family. The emperor chased after her every day and shouted: "Auntie, come and have dinner!" The young heroine, the little villain, and the big boss all lowered their heads and greeted her in a childish voice: Wan Fu Jinan, the royal aunt. Duan Kuan: That's great, thank you. A blood feud, sisters fighting, the original book collects thirty-six ways of sadistic love, bloody and terrifying. Duan Kuan glanced at the nieces and nephews who were facing a bad end, and decided to keep them away from the scumbag. "Pei Zhi is a very scheming person. If one day he says that he likes you, he will definitely have evil intentions and cannot be trusted." At that time, Prince Pei Jiu, who came from Song Dynasty, was standing in the corner with an unpredictable expression. In the years that followed, Pei Zhi endured the strong emotions in his heart and did not dare to reveal anything. When he fell asleep at midnight, he was filled with the same comments that were like falling into an ice cave for him. If you can't ask for it and can't let it go, you can only fall into the abyss. That year, the new emperor of the Song Dynasty came to the throne. He was so crazy that he used the six border states as a bet to force him to marry Princess Duan of Changqing. Duan Kuan: I have something to say... (Highlighted): The main text does not match the copywriting, proceed with caution! (But the setting of the male protagonist remains unchanged.) It is neither a sweet nor a cool novel, and the setting of the male protagonist is not likable. You can read more comments before you read it, and then decide whether to read it or not. Currently, I am a happy pit-filler. ———————— Ancient Chinese pre-collection of "Sister" When my brother was born, his mother suffered a childbirth disaster and passed away. The situation was difficult, so Lin Chuanying could only hug him and hurriedly escape from the rebels. He was wrapped in swaddling clothes and neither cried nor fussed, his dark eyes looking straight at Lin Chuanying. This year is the 19th year of Taiping. The old dynasty falls and a new dynasty rises. My father ascended the throne and became the supreme lord of the world. Lin Chuanying and her brother were found back in the palace. At this time, there were three thousand concubines in the harem and there was a new queen. In the next few years, princes were born one after another. My father had long forgotten the deep love he had with his first wife back then, and he had also forgotten the two children he had before he became emperor. As a result, the son of Empress Yuan became the target of public criticism. ———— The deep palace is treacherous, turbulent and undercurrent, and there are too many thrilling days and nights. But the clearest thing in Lin Funan's memory was not the turbulence, but the appearance of his slender sister walking towards him holding an umbrella on a cold rainy night. Slender waist, weak shoulders, shallow lips and cold eyes. The goose-yellow bodhi leaves fell to the ground behind her, and a slightly bitter smell lingered. Just like when she had passed through swords and mud for many years, she was so calm and indifferent when she held up a sky for the two of them in this deep palace of intrigues. ———— Later, the situation in the palace changed rapidly, and Lin Chuanying wanted to find a man from a noble family to marry. The young man leaned against the wall, innocently raising his lips and smiling at Lin Chuan: "Sister, wouldn't it be nice to marry me?" Before Lin Chuan Ying argued with him about human ethics, she patted Lin Funan's face with a gentle expression: "Are you worthy?" Under the green shadow of the trees, the young man leaned down obediently and let his sister's hand fall on his face. With cold, dark eyes and skin as pale as a ghost, this frightening prince was as obedient as a domestic dog on a leash under Sister's hands. He rubbed the hand that fell on his face and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction. Note: 1. The content of the passage is about the possessiveness of family affection. Feelings can only come after one's life experience is clear. 2. There is a palace battle plot. 3. Crazy criticism*2, the character is like a copywriter, I haven't figured out how to describe it yet. Purpose: No matter what the circumstances, we must stick to our true intentions.