Yan Zisu's life was torn apart by the turbulence of the country.
Before she was sixteen years old, she was the sweet daughter of the Marquis Mansion, decorated with flowers and brocade, and cooked with burning oil; but at the age of sixteen, she was sold to a foreign race with a royal letter.
Returning to her hometown again, she is the stepwife of a powerful general. For the sake of the two children left by her eldest sister Yan Xunhe, she supports her husband to replace Jing with Yan, walking on the edge of a knife, like walking on thin ice.
But now, Yan has founded the country, the emperor's illness has disappeared, the prince is still young, and the three armies are under his command, her era has finally begun.
Dayan is the Yan of Yan Xunhe, and also the Yan of her Yan Zisu.
But the arrogant young man she met when she was at her worst became her rival, enemy, and lover.
A country that I can't let go of, a lover I can't let go of.
Ashu, you are facing the east and I am facing the north. When the territories of Dayan and Murong Xianbei are connected, you and I will eventually meet again.
Male protagonist's perspective: A fifteen-year-old boy who was deported swept across the grassland with the help of 1,500 families who were old, weak, sick and disabled, and took back his sea of grass and pasture step by step with his young brother.
He is truly the proud man of heaven, looking scornfully wherever he looks, but who knows that his heart has long been hung on the nine-story tower in the distant Jianghuai River, teetering on the edge of collapse.
Small Theater: The Great Khan's younger brother has married a third Kezun. The herdsmen think that their Great Khan is crazy with jealousy. He sits there alone in the middle of the night and plucks flower petals: Go, don't go, chase, don't chase.
The poor flowers were thrown to the ground, and Murong Khan said forcefully: "Don't go, don't chase."
At dawn, the horses neighed and headed south.
Zhongzhou is separated by mountains and seas, and I can run over it with my horse's hooves.
Yan Zisu: Do you dare? !
Murong Fu: What should we do? How about I get married?
Small tips:
Hard-spoken x arrogant, no one speaks.
It's just an empty setting, a bunch of private creations, without any evidence.
The heroine and her brother-in-law have a fake marriage.
Intention: Love and career must be balanced, both hands must be grasped, and both hands must be strong.
