Copy 1: When Zhao Zongxu was fifteen years old, he felt that he was very powerful. Not only was he the most valued member of the clan, but he was also well-versed in both literature and martial arts. The rules, regulations, etiquette and respectability that those old die-hards value are nothing but clouds to him. The golden saddle rides the horse, the wine sings loudly, and the life is proud. How can I be worthy of such a mediocre person in the world? It wasn't until March when he was driving to Baojin Tower with his imperial concubine that Qin Yunzhu burst into his sight, dressed in red, with skin as white as snow, carrying a golden bow and a spear, and riding a red-maned horse. Such a startling glance made it hard to forget the beautiful figure.
The Prince of Ruyang's Mansion sent him draft invitations three times, but the Qin Mansion returned them all three times.
Zhao Zongxu: I have personality and I have really good taste.
Qin Yunzhu: Is this person sick?
Copywriting 2:
Qin Yunzhu has never been to Yunzhou since she was born, but she always feels that she has seen the vast grasslands, sand seas, and even quiet forests and towering snow-capped mountains. As the most favored second granddaughter of the Duke of Zhenguo, Qin Yunzhu lived a wanton life, riding horses, practicing spears, playing and quarreling with her brothers and sisters, making a show of herself in front of the emperor, and being admired by the talented Liu Jiawen, but there always seemed to be something missing. It was not until the death of my grandfather that the glory, wealth and favor of the Heavenly Family were gone. My father was exiled to the frontier, and the huge Qin Mansion fell into decline. Liu Jiawen, who had written so many loving words as her, who was originally her life-saving straw, not only did not give her a hand, but stepped on her a few times. After the storm, the annoying Zhao Zongxu stayed by her side.
Various clues led to the truth to Yunzhou. She wanted to go to the place where she was born alone to find the truth about the frame-up of the Qin Mansion. Zhao Zongxu said: "I will accompany you." There were many doubts, and she was suspected and suspected, but Zhao Zongxu said: "I believe you."
My body is as sentimental as a poplar flower. After the spring breeze blows, for whom will I fly up to the jade railing? After the new rain in Zhangtai, who will step into the sand?
When the family is destroyed and the situation is changing, everyone has no choice but to do what they want. Where should Qin Yunzhu and the Qin family go? When the poplar flowers have all fallen and the cuckoos have cried their blood, the blooming spring beauty has also come to an end.
Intent: The protagonist grows up after experiencing various setbacks and tribulations, embodying the brilliance of human nature.
