The piano and bottles rest in the north, and the jingles fly in the east. There is nothing in the clear breeze, and this road has been a long journey.
Wan Yun often thinks that if she is not a princess, if Song Chen is just a commoner. Then their road will surely be many times easier to walk. Or if you are a man and Song Chen is a woman, then the two of them can love each other and have a happy ending.
But she is always the eldest princess of a country, above all others. Respected, feared, monitored
In fact, if he had been in the troubled times hundreds of years ago, he would have made great achievements, dressed in bright clothes and angry horses, and got what he wanted, but he was born in this peaceful and prosperous age with no ability to lead troops and war and full of ambition.
When they first met, he knew that all he wanted was a word from the princess. Isn't her name Wan Yun? So what if I allow myself this time?
Goodbye, he thought that the eldest princess was not a good person. She had lied to him again and again. There was nothing to worry about. He was not seeking her throne.
He doesn't understand that people's words can be feared, and he doesn't understand how these thin civil servants can kill many people with one stroke, and one general will eventually become a thousand bones. Fortunately, everyone is still around when he understands this sentence.
Intention: He looks at her and the world with a sincere heart