After Marrying the Blind Prince

Jiang Mo is the daughter of the seventh rank official of the Ministry of Industry. She is pretty, gentle and quiet. Because she looked very much like the legitimate daughter of Duke Qing, she was forced to marry the blind King Yu instead. King Yu has a body like a pine tree and a face like a crown jade. His literary skills and military skills are all-encompassing. He was the best choice for the crown prince. Unfortunately, he became blind after returning from the expedition. Not only that, the originally gentle and gentle Prince Qianqian became sensitive, irritable, and unstable. After Jiang Mo got married, she served her with great care and acted cautiously, just to save herself and her father's lives. Until the news came out that King Yu's eyesight had improved and the emperor wanted to make him the crown prince. Duke Qing threatened Jiang Mo with the life of her father and asked her to "return" her status as a princess. Jiang Mo had wanted to leave for a long time, so she agreed immediately, took her father away from Beijing overnight, and moved to Jiangnan to live an ordinary life. A month later, it was raining lightly and the wind was gentle in the south of the Yangtze River in May. Jiang Mo was humming a tune in the courtyard, tending orchids, enjoying the leisurely leisure. But the moment he turned around, a smile froze on his lips, and he couldn't help but take two steps back. The eyes of Prince Yu in front of him were red, with shock mixed with pity and pain. He looked at her, trembling slightly, and walked forward step by step... Even though he was blind, he still remembered who the person who reached out to hold him in the dark was. 1V1, overhead. (Written on March 24, 2022) ************************************* [Advance collection of "Burning Ashes"] When Xia Ran fell from being the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Dingbei, the envy of everyone, to being in the Jiaofang Division, she thought that this would be the worst thing in her life, but she didn't expect that this was just the beginning... The slender neck was forcefully covered by a big palm. The man in front of him was as cold as Shura: "You killed three members of the Jiang family. Don't even think about escaping from me in this life." With overwhelming evidence, Xia Ran couldn't argue with her, and could only bear Zhou Yan's control over her to vent his hatred. Being ostracized by the old man from the Jiaofang Division, Xia Ran washed her clothes with red hands in the cold winter, but the wooden basin was kicked over. The money that made everyone jealous fell heavily in front of her eyes. The man looked down at her from above, and lightly opened his thin lips: "Begging me." When someone made things difficult for her and she fell into the river, Zhou Yan also rescued her and wrapped her up in a big cloak: "You are worthy of seeking death?" Xia Ran understood that Zhou Yan hated her so much that he would tightly hold her in his hands. Even on the day when she made up her mind to hang out to welcome guests, he was the first to capture her. That night, the red curtain was flying, and Xia Ran shed tears for the first time, but she didn't know that these tears were burning into Zhou Yan's heart. In the frozen soil that has been blinded by hatred for a long time, something seems to have sprouted quietly. Zhou Yan originally thought that he would hate Xia Ran for the rest of his life, but he never thought that one day he would be willing to block all harm for her, kill all those who bullied her, hold the throne in front of her, and beg her in a low voice... The burning embers are full of frost, and the spring is full of flowers. The bright and beautiful sun is shining brightly. This is probably a story about hatred giving rise to love. ************************************* [Advance collection of "Little Palace Maid in the East Palace"] As soon as the palace maid Xin'er entered the palace, the empress dowager passed away and was sent by her nanny to keep vigil outside the mourning hall. Dark clouds covered the moon and the wind blew. She was trembling with fear. When she saw someone coming, she thought they were the young eunuchs who came to watch the night. So she grabbed the sleeve of the visitor's mourning clothes and said bravely: "My father-in-law is so heroic, so he must have strong yang energy. Can you stay with me for the night?" She reluctantly took out the silver coins from her arms, "How about one tael of silver for one night?" Although the eunuchs probably don't have any yang energy, two people are better than one, so Xin'er wants to make do with it. This makeshift lasted for seven days, until the funeral ceremony was over, Xin'er was called to leave by the East Palace. It has been heard that the prince has a unicorn talent, aloof temperament, and does not like to have people close to him. The East Palace has always been solemn and orderly, and no one dares to make any mistakes. This was the first time that Xin'er helped the prince change his clothes. She didn't dare to raise her head. The more nervous she became, the more her hands shook. She actually tied the lace into a tight knot and couldn't untie it for a long time. Just when she thought her life was in danger, a pair of big, well-jointed hands came up. Xin'er quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, but when she glanced at the bronze mirror beside her, she couldn't help but be stunned. How come the tall and majestic man in the python robe in the bronze mirror looks exactly like the little eunuch who accompanied her at night... Thinking of what she had done to the "little eunuch" in those seven days, Xin'er wanted to grab the ground with her head. She originally wanted to be an honest little quail from afar, but unexpectedly, the high and mighty Prince asked her to accompany him—— The tea couldn't be hot or cold, and the cakes couldn't be square or round. In the end, they all ended up in Xin'er's belly. She often accompanied him to study until he was naked, polished ink, held a lamp, fanned and incense, and even heated the bed and huddled on the prince's big rosewood bed. How could she dare to sleep peacefully. He really wanted to torture her. Everyone in the palace was waiting to see when Xin'er would be kicked out of the East Palace. Waiting and waiting, until the prince, who had always been steady and self-possessed, lost his composure, Linlin rushed into the palace of the concubine Xian, picked up Xin'er who had fainted on her knees and returned to the bedroom regardless of the obstruction. Later, the prince made exceptions again and again for this little palace maid who was not as brave as a cat. Xin'er always thought that the "little eunuch" accompanied her through those seven difficult days. It wasn't until she got to the back seat that she realized that those seven days were also supposed to be the most depressing and miserable days for the "little eunuch." Where thousands of lights are extinguished, I meet the light of your palm. ************************************* [Advance collection of "Both the world and her are the same"] Wang Shuyi has been a qualified quasi-princess for fifteen years. He walks without showing his feet, smiles without showing his teeth, and even the depth of his breathing seems to have been measured according to palace regulations. The blizzard on the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month was the only exception in her life. The abandoned mountain temple, the residual wine that had been mixed with medicine, and the sixth prince Ning Yi who drank the residual wine with her. Her breath was hot, and that person's breath was even hotter than hers. Her voice was hoarse and her eyes were red, "Miss Wang, save me." Whether to save him or herself, Wang Shuyi couldn't tell. She only remembered a night of absurdity. After she woke up, she regarded that night at the Mountain Temple as an accident. From then on, she was still the dignified granddaughter of the Taifu and the future mother of the country. The new emperor ascended the throne, and she became the queen of the world as she wished. At the night banquet, the emperor was dissatisfied with his advice and stabbed a minister in the chest with a sword. Everyone fled in panic. Wang Shuyi was helped out of the banquet by the palace maid, but she was trapped in a dangerous wall. In the bloody cold winter, the man came from the end of the verandah, carrying the unconscious emperor behind him. He also smelled of alcohol during the banquet, but his eyes were frighteningly sober at this time, forcing her to the corner. "Sister-in-law." The breath in his ears was burning. He looked into her panicked eyes and brought up the old things again, "Save me again?" She suppressed the turbulence in her heart, pretended to be calm, and coldly pushed Ning Yi away who was almost close to her chest, "Your Majesty, please respect yourself." Ning Yi stared at the woman's leaving figure, feeling her heart burning. When he saw the two people sitting side by side on the dragon chair again, what once seemed boring suddenly became eye-catching. Later, Ning Yi overthrew the tyranny and usurped power. He broke into the harem on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, fished Wang Shuyi out of the brink of death, and held her tightly in his arms. In this life, she would never push him away again. ************************************* Intention: Do good and get a good ending.