In the twenty-fourth year of Tianhe, the magnolia flowers in Wangjing bloomed.
The long white jade steps of the Xuanzheng Palace were soaked in blood, and the remonstrating ministers grabbed the ground with their heads, regardless of their own life and death, in order to seek "justice"
Ye Anbei's eyes were cold and he sneered.
Father, this is your best friend, this is your colleague who drank drunkenly with you and shouted for eternal peace, this is... The pure minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty
Ye Anbei always felt that his life was a darkness that could not be seen. He worked step by step, calculated everything, and stirred up the situation. Even if it was to clear the grievances of the Ye family, his hands were stained with countless blood.
"People like me can't live long..."
"Ye Anbei, I'm warning you, don't say those depressing words to me." Jiang Huairu sighed, looking at Ye Anbei the most. He took his hand and intertwined his fingers, looking directly at Ye Anbei with firm eyes, "We live not only for the glory of the family, but also for the people of the world to no longer be homeless and hungry and cold. Besides... You still have to be with me for many, many years."
The girl broke through Ye Anbei's boundless night like morning light. He felt the warmth from his palms and cleared away the haze in his heart. He hugged Jiang Huairu tenderly and said slowly: "Yes, we still have our responsibilities and our many, many years."
Redemption
Growth direction
There is no absolute good or evil
Intention: To grow against the odds and see the light
