At a young age, the thirteen-year-old Xiao Qian fell in love with the sixteen-year-old prince.
A bright red wedding dress, a phoenix crown and a halo, all the maple leaves have fallen, and the concubine is entering the house.
She compromises
She forbears and gives in
she finally gave up
It turns out that the joy of youth is really not worth the struggle for imperial power.
Blood Hall, white clothes, frost on temples, paper money flying
She gave everything she had, but all she got was the destruction of her entire family and no bones left.
Drink the water of forgetting love, cut off the thread of love, and we will be strangers from now on
One unforgettable glance, the aloof Su Zishen was deeply pleased with the escaped daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion
Ten miles of red makeup, eight carriages of a sedan chair, holding back and keeping silent
He works step by step
He protects her to the death
He seeks skin from a tiger
It turns out he just wants her, just her
Hibernating, forbearing, calculating
When the troops arrive at the city, all the outsiders will be wiped out, and the world will be at peace.
Looking for traces, abandoning the wealth, closing the door of the heart
What he wants is just her
Concept: The love story of the daughter of the Prime Minister