As spring approaches, when the warmth turns cold, the most favored little princess in the capital, Wen Huiyin, gets married with splendor.
The woman she married was the number one scholar selected during the pilgrimage. He was both talented and beautiful, and he wrote splendid articles. Everyone said that this was a happy marriage, a match made in heaven. Amidst countless praises, Wen Huiyin bowed to heaven and earth with half sweetness and half uneasiness, and entered the bridal chamber.
Under the dim candlelight, she sat on the edge of the bed, letting a wedding pole spread the red all over the world. The handsome and indifferent eyebrows of the man in front of her hit her heart, and once again, her heart skipped a beat.
However, he did not touch her, and he did not even stay overnight every night in the future.
In fact, she was not completely unaware of what he thought of her.
His mind was empty and his vision was only about having fun outside the palace walls. It was not one ten thousandth as good as the cousin he held dear to his heart.
However, will he suddenly remember one day that this is not the first time she met him, think of the superficial fate with her, and think of the hideous scar across her wrist.
Would he know that on that rainy night many years ago, he was dying and leaning on her chest, and they had a moment of life and death together.
After getting married, no matter how indifferent he treated her, Wen Huiyin tried not to care. After all, he was not willing to marry the princess until she accidentally overheard his secret conversation with his cousin.
What they discussed was how to divorce her and marry her cousin.
It's also much more than that.
The Nanyan Dynasty was in decline. She knew that her prince-in-law was extremely talented and had great ambitions. She had said so many good things to her father about this, but who would have thought that he not only wanted to be a powerful minister, but also wanted to overthrow the dynasty.
As the princess of Nanyan, she should protect the country with the surname Wen. She should write this letter of peace and departure, and it should be her who ends all these bad relationships.
She shouldn't be wishful thinking.
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His mother died in depression, and Pei Tingchen followed her mother's order and ran away to live in seclusion in the mountains.
This journey is not to be loyal to the emperor, but to serve the country.
To this end, Pei Tingchen planned step by step, but his plan was interrupted by the daughter of the Tian family.
Clear and pampered, but without a trace of ink in her belly, she is useless, a person who can be killed, and a child who can be discarded.
When did I fall in love with her?
Was it really that rainy night?
The great cause has not yet been accomplished, and Pei Tingchen is waiting for the day to come, but Pei Tingchen occasionally thinks about their future.
He gave her hairpins in spring, kept her cool in summer, took her hunting in autumn, and held her in his arms in winter.
After thinking about it ten thousand times, I never thought that she would stop loving her.
When they met again, the princess's sword was pointed at his throat. Pei Tingchen stood there, helplessly arching his eyebrows.
"If you want your minister to die, you will have to die."
He walked willingly to the tip of the knife.
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A sword of frost and snow pointed straight at the sky.
To kill the enemy bandits, to protect the country, and to be a good lady.
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Reading guide: he, both places.
Chasing his wife, the heroine will grow later.
Intention: Dare to get out of adversity and pursue your own happiness.