"When these dragon and phoenix red candles burn out, you will be deemed to have married me."
Shen Xinyue is not a white-eyed wolf, but it takes a lot of love to impress her.
Zhao Yixuan was a tough-talking colander. Although everyone knew about his love for Shen Xinyue, he himself only regarded it as a brother-sister relationship. It wasn't until he led a thousand cavalry to search the snowy fields in the north and only saw Shen Xinyue's favorite osmanthus and jade hosta shattered in a pool of blood that he realized that he had already been deeply in love.
In the deep snowy night in the north, Shen Xinyue's lips were blue and purple with cold, "Zhao Yixuan, if I don't see you coming to me when I count to a hundred, I won't need you." Shen Xinyue counted one hundred after another, and the moment before the snow swallowed her body, she looked at the starry sky and said, "I won't bet on anything anymore."
Wake up again, since there is no undying love, let's live for power and ambition.
Concept: When the bamboo horse meets the sky, the heroine still loves herself more