In the sixty-first year of Ming Dynasty, Emperor Zhou passed away. Changsun Wei held his brother's hand and stepped on the bones on the ground into Chenhua Palace.
During the three years of her reign, countless old ministers and new members of the party died under her hands, but only the Zhan family could survive alone. Everyone knew that the eldest princess was perverse and ruthless, but she had exhausted all her patience with the Zhan family's legitimate son.
Changsun Wei never concealed her preference for that person, and she even gave him the badge that symbolized her status as a princess. She thought she had some friendship for her, but it wasn't until Zhan Xu left for the border on her wedding day, leaving her alone to face the rumors in the city, that she realized that love was as insignificant as a cloud of smoke in the face of power.
In order to prevent Si Chen, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty forced her to remarry. Unexpectedly, her hand gently pointed at the humble boy beside the stable.
Under the white jade steps, the horse slave stained with grass clippings raised his head amidst the roar of everyone's laughter. No one saw it. There was a jade in the young man's palm, which was clearly engraved with the Chi pattern of the Crown Prince of Wei.
In the tenth year after her death, Wei Linghuai was reborn on the eve of her wedding to Zhan Xu. The woman's smile was as clear and shallow as before, but she was about to be replaced by someone else. Just like in the previous life, Wei Linghuai separated the two people. He thought that just like in his previous life, it would take many years for him to get into her heart, but he didn't expect that this time she would be the first to hold his hand.
She originally thought it was her iron tree blooming, but she didn't expect that she just wanted to use his identity and be separate from her.
On the night of the wedding, Wei Linghuai couldn't bear it and grabbed her wrist and pressed it against the vermilion corridor pillar, "Your Highness is so impatient to let me be the stand-in for Zhan Naru?"
Changsun stopped untying her dress slightly, tilted her head and asked him, "Shall I go?" Without saying a word, Wei Linghuai took her into his arms, untied the layers of Chinese clothes for her, and sighed.
That's all.
It is better to be in name but without reality than to be nameless and insubstantial for some people.
There is an unofficial history in the "Chronicles of Minghua of the Great Zhou Dynasty" that is talked about by later generations. It is said that one day the Yushitai had nothing to do and read a book about the prince consort, saying that he acted vulgarly and was not worthy of a jade crown.
Unexpectedly, in the early morning of the next day, the people of the capital saw the eldest princess riding a horse through the city. Behind her, the young man wore a black silk ribbon, and the eldest princess's phoenix hairpin was shining brightly in his hair.
Many years later, Zhan Xu finally understood that there was nothing special about him back then. It was just because her gaze lingered briefly that he had hallucinations, mistakenly believing that the light and shadow came from himself.
Ps: When the male protagonist is reborn, he prefers marriage first and then love.
Purpose: Only by supporting each other can we survive for a long time
