I Drove the Tyrant Crazy

Male protagonist: Su Nian, King of Dongshan, was a young hero who fought with swords and horses, but in the end he became a traitor who tried to usurp the throne and was reviled by the world. Originally, Su Nian didn't like this country, he liked his adopted brother, but his adopted brother died defending the battle in front of him. Later, he fell in love with the little follower next to him who acted out of the blue. This little follower also jumped the city wall in front of him. Later, he killed the prime minister who had assassinated his sworn brother, and beheaded the emperor who had forced his little follower to death. However, on the day he ascended the throne, he discovered that his sworn brother and his little follower were the same person. Looking at the woman who was calm and composed in front of all the civil and military officials, pretending not to know him, Su Nian went crazy... Heroine: Feng Yu, the princess of Princess Shanghua, was originally a beautiful daughter of heaven, but was forced to hide her sharp edge due to the interference of the imperial power. Once the dynasty changed, an old friend from the past ascended the throne. Feng Yu breathed a sigh of relief. She had planned to pack her bags and go back to her hometown to drink and enjoy the flowers and spend the rest of her life happily, but something unexpected happened. According to an imperial edict, she was forced to enter the palace as a concubine. Su Nian was a gentleman and considerate in front of her, and Feng Yu also felt that her old friend was a saint and wise king, and even secretly thought about setting up a matchmaking relationship between him and the most beautiful woman in Beijing to build a good relationship. Unexpectedly, on the night when the beauty entered the palace, she opened the crack of the window out of curiosity, and happened to see her old friend abandoning the delicate beauty and walking towards the hiding place of the study—— In the secret room, candles are burning, and the walls are covered with her portraits, sitting or standing, with extraordinary strokes. The sage Mingjun tore off one of the pieces, tore it into pieces and swallowed it, as if he was eating her bones and her flesh. Feng Yu: Oh, finish the ball. Copy written on 2021.02.20 And photographed Intention: Only by letting go of the past can we face the future.