The article is also called "Hometown Dream"
Here is the copy:
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Once the palace changed, Jiang Wangshu fell from the clouds into dust, and the days when thousands of people admired and loved him are gone forever.
The orphan of the previous dynasty remains in the palace, which inevitably arouses people's imagination. Some people say that the young emperor is thinking about her childhood love, but most people still firmly believe that she is just because of her beguiling face.
Little did they know that inside the towering walls, the real person who heard the rumors was neither annoyed nor angry. When he spoke calmly, he did not forget to correct him: "It's acting."
After being misdiagnosed with amnesia, she pretended to be cute and weak. From then on, she manipulated the emperor and won over people's hearts. She lay dormant for two years, waiting for an opportunity to take revenge.
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Until that night at the palace banquet——
Fu Siyan, an enemy hostage sent to the DPRK, stepped into the hall with red and swollen eyes and was laughed at in public:
"Could it be that Your Highness was so homesick last night that his eyes turned red from crying?"
Jiang Wangshu sat in the banquet and laughed along with everyone, but his ears couldn't help but hear the boy's teasing voice last night: "How can a thief dare to steal from the palace?"
Unexpectedly, when Luo Bei raised his eyes, he happened to meet the sullen eyes of Proton next door.
Jiang Wangshu:? That's why I don't feel guilty.
By chance, the two conspired openly and secretly. As they get along day by day, Jiang Wangshu gradually discovers that Proton's identity is abnormal.
The largest box among the meager luggage she brought was actually filled with daily notes from her childhood?
Why does the mysterious young pavilion master who rescued her after his life was threatened and faked death always remind her of a familiar figure? ?
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Finally, one day, Jiang Wangshu realized it.
Okay, there is someone who can act better than her?
[Small Theater]:
On the mountain, the disciples of Tianji Pavilion discovered that the young pavilion master, who had always been cold-hearted and aloof, had recently become worse in temper.
Some people were punished for practicing swordsmanship, some were trained for fishing... The worst thing was that the new junior fellow apprentice was put in solitary confinement for picking wild flowers.
A few days later,
In the shadow of the century-old tree on Fuqing Mountain, Jiang Wangshu was trapped in front and back, and the children in the pavilion were frightened and hid far away.
Fu Siyan's hands behind his back clenched his whitened knuckles.
"Why don't you come to me?"
Jiang Wangshu's heart was as clear as a mirror, and he blinked his eyes a few times pretending not to understand.
"Who?"
After all, he couldn't hold himself back any longer, so he leaned down, his canine teeth grated on the soft flesh of her earlobe, and said with gnashing teeth: "A heart-breaking woman. A heart-stealer."
--The place where the moonlight shines is my hometown.
--Wangshu, another name for the moon.
Quirky and loving acting × uninhibited and affectionate young man
The subjugated emperor's daughter × the enemy's proton
#c; 1v1 pure ancient times, probably not abusive;
#The male lead loses his horse first, that's right, I'm playing him;
# Pure Ancient Times is fictional and the writing is relaxed. It is a serious drama with plot;
→The short version of the plot copy provides guidance and speech
Intention: This place of peace of mind is my hometown
