When Princess Mingzhao was fourteen years old, she went to Xiangguo Temple to meet Yan Sui. He was standing in Lan Ruoli of the Cang Garden wearing a snow-white cassock. He bent down and picked up a fallen flower on the ground. His beautiful lips straightened his nose and his eyes were quiet. He didn't even look at her twice.
Later, when the Zen catkins were stained with mud, Yan Sui broke the five precepts and broke into the imperial court with a sword and stepped on the bones. He grabbed a corner of her red wedding dress.
"Cut out your heart and tongue, and swallow the bitter fruit." He chuckled, just like before, "... I should do this."
——I want to pull the bright moon into the dust net and use my body to cross me.
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The background is imaginary and imitates the Tang Dynasty. The princess of the Li Tang family has whatever style the heroine has.
Intention: Independence and self-improvement start with me
