Know It as a Branch

[The first novel written by the author in his life, Mangzhuzhu] ★The next ancient book is "After Rebirth, I Hug the Bamboo Horse's Thighs", the original wife cannot catch up with his wife at the crematorium + the bamboo horse takes over, the scheming beauty × drags her to the little general in the sky, please give me advance notice. ---------- Copywriting of this article: Everyone in the world sighs that no noble lady in the country of Da Ying can win the eyes of His Highness the Crown Prince and know His Highness the Crown Prince's thoughts. In the Youxiang Mansion south of the capital, Wei Lanshu, the only son of Wei Xiang, who was wearing a chest girdle with tears in his eyes, did not think so. As the Attendant who has been studying with the Crown Prince for eight years, he knows which love blossoms to protect His Highness from just one glance. But by blocking it, I accidentally blocked my own delicate flower that was supposed to be in bud. "When will Your Highness return the body of Wei Zhizhi to me?" Seeing Wei Lanshujiao wearing a high crown serving tea drop by drop The prince pursed his lips and smiled: "Wait for me... To establish a crown princess." Wei Zhizhi: Wait, you are kidding me! Those peach blossoms that I blocked, come back, come back quickly! --------------------------------------- On the surface, he is harmless to humans and animals, but in reality, he is a sinister prince. The delicate and smooth waiter who thinks that there is a roundworm in the prince's belly reads --------------------------------------- Since Prime Minister Wei brought a daughter back from outside, The world also lamented that in this great country of Ying, there is no noble lady who can win the eyes of His Highness the Crown Prince and understand His Highness the Crown Prince's thoughts. Except for this girl from the Wei family. Prince Zhao Zhiyu, who was stuck on the high wall of Wei Mansion south of the capital in the middle of the night, regretted in his heart. He only thought that having her by his side would be like searching for something, but he never thought that he would fall into the grave of deep love that was his own fault. "Wei Zhizhi, since you know Gu's joys and sorrows, why don't you look at Gu's heart?" Zhao Zhiyu dug out his heart and lungs. "Your thoughts are too dense, straight man Wei Lanshu can't understand you." The prince rose up to pursue his wife, but he didn't play like this! Wei Zhizhi, come back, come back quickly! CP: Zhilan Yushu Pre-collection of the copy of "After Rebirth, I Hug the Bamboo Horse's Thighs": [The scheming and weak beauty X drags the young God of War into the sky] *The male and female protagonists are the same age, only a few months apart Zhao Ning was born with the appearance of a fairy and had a family background in the Changxin Hou Mansion, but she married Li Yanqing, a protégé of the Hou Mansion. He had sworn that he would search for good medicine to keep her safe for the rest of his life, but she was a medicine jar that was rumored to not survive. Finally, when she arrived at Taoli, she was waiting for the news that he was a highly respected minister, and that he was going to marry the princess and that the whole family of the Marquis Changxin was executed. In the end, she was left humiliated and dying. Before she died, she was suddenly picked up by a strong arm. The young man's heroic face came into view, as bright and dazzling as the stars she saw through the window every desperate night. Then, she heard a long-lost call, with a dull tone and deep pain: "Sister... Please, wake up!" ** When she opened her eyes again, Zhao Ning was sixteen years old again. She was recuperating in the Duke of Wei's mansion for three years and returned to the Marquis of Changxin's mansion. At the gate of the Hou Mansion, Li Yanqing came towards her, smiling warmly. Zhao Ning subconsciously raised her feet and stepped back. In this life, she did not want to go back to the path of ruining her family and her family. So without hesitation, he put his slender hand on the arm of the young man standing on the rock beside him, and his white fingertips slowly dug into the sleeves of his dark robe. That young man was none other than Wu Yao, the young prince of the Duke of Wei who escorted her home. Also—— In his previous life, he was a famous young general who wore black armor and killed the Li family with red eyes. Zhao Ning opened her red lips slightly and murmured softly: "Yao'er, my sister is very ill and I need you to carry her." Wu Yao looked back at her, with a glimmer of light in his eyes, then he lightly curled his lips and slowly squatted down. ** Li Yanqing worked step by step until he reached the upstart of the dynasty, but when he turned around, he found that Zhao Ning, who had once had eyes for him, had fallen into the arms of his old enemy Wu Yao. He refused to believe it and was so flustered that he lost his mind for the first time in his life. He broke into the Duke's Mansion overnight and openly provoked the arrogant young God of War who was already a lord. "I have found medicine to save you, Ning'er, leave him and go home with me." Never thought—— He kept talking to Ning'er, who was slowly leaning out from Wu Yao's back. His temples were slightly messy, and he looked at the side of the young man's face with a springy look on his face and muttered softly: "Yao'er, if you continue to torment my sister's body like this, I'm afraid she will become seriously ill." Wu Yao never glanced at Li Yanqing, but turned around and hugged the lovely person in front of him: "My sister's body is really hopeless." ------- #I am my sister's subordinate from beginning to end The official system, customs, and costumes are similar to those of the Tang Dynasty (interspersed with the early prosperity, middle and late periods), and the historical background is a mixture of the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties. There are various private facilities in the background, all of which are literary services. Please do not go into details. The title copy may be fine-tuned before writing. Copy written on May 1, 2022 Intention: Love should not be calculated and bound, but grow freely with each other