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Copywriting of this article:
Fleeing from the imperial city to the frontier fortress, Pei Chaolu took her four-year-old son and hid in Tibet for more than half a year.
In front of the border temple, in the snowy sky, she pointed at the child and said to the monk, "I delivered it to your royal brother."
The monk took the child, turned around and closed the door.
Pei Chaolu stood outside the temple and smiled weakly.
"Come in!" At midnight, the temple door reopened. The monk's voice was cold and stern, without any compassion for the monks.
No one answered the door.
He held the lantern and looked around, and saw a row of crooked, bloody footprints going down the mountain. Later, he found a person halfway up the mountain whose body had been half buried in snow, with only one breath left.
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Pei Chaolu and Li Mu reunited five years after their separation.
It was also the fifth year since Li Mu became a monk.
At that time, she was the crown princess of a subjugated country, the daughter of a sinful minister who was accused by thousands of people. And he was the sixth prince who was supported by his old ministers and wanted to welcome him back to the capital to turn the tide.
"If His Highness hadn't insisted on asking for marriage all those years ago, I would still be the daughter of the Situ Mansion, favored by my father and brother."
"If His Highness hadn't insisted on making peace later, I would still be Princess Qi, and I would like to sing harmoniously with you for the rest of my life."
"Everything I do today is thanks to you."
Under the green lantern and ancient Buddha, she held a cup of hot porridge and wanted to say this.
But then I thought about it, there was nothing else to say between him and her.
So what. Just, thank you.
Thank you for today's meal. Thank you for saving my life tonight.
So, she bowed down, grabbed the ground with her head, and knelt down to him respectfully.
As soon as he knelt down, Li Mu had his heart broken and his liver cut open.
Small theater:
The son of the Heavenly Family, who once became a monk and lived in Buddhism for six years, ascended the throne and became the emperor.
However, Pei Chaolu was not wearing the phoenix crown and Zhai robe, only the cloth robe and jingchai hairpin were hidden among the crowd. He knelt down with all the people and congratulated "Long live my emperor."
On the nine-story high platform, Li Mu looked down at the world, and her silhouette could still be recognized at a glance among thousands of people.
But she had to kneel down, congratulate her, and turn around to leave.
Note:
1. The male and female protagonists had double C when they got married, and then the female protagonist married for the second time and stayed as a princess for five years. It can be considered that she is not a virgin, but those who mind, please beware.
2. As always, the main text and even the punctuation marks are bad. The sugar needs to be dug out of the glass slag, and the pure sugar is in the extra chapter, HE.
3. This article is completely fabricated, with many private settings, and is very bloody. The key points are all in the copywriting.
Intention: Strong, lonely and brave, loyal.
