Usurp One's Heart

She was a princess of a country, but she was framed by someone she admired and fell into the common folk. Fireworks in March, the bustling capital, she hides her name in a brothel, waiting for revenge. After becoming the number one, she became instantly famous. One day, a man named her and asked her to play the song "The Country and the City". The man's face was as warm as jade, and he held a bone fan in his hand. His warm breath fell ambiguously on her snow-white ears, "The girl is indeed charming to the country." She exhaled like orchid: "Take me away, and I will let others fall in love with you." The man chuckled, his fingertips lightly traced her jawline, and said in a low voice, "Okay." From then on, she was the wife in name only in the Prime Minister's Mansion, she was a soldier with a plan to withdraw hundreds of thousands of troops, she was a ghost lady who was feared in the world, and she was a beauty that men were willing to hold in their hands. There is a crazy rumor among the people that the powerful and scheming prime minister of a country will do anything for the sake of a beauty, and he will give everything he has just for the beauty to smile. ​------------------------ He is a high-ranking prime minister, a wise and resourceful counselor, and the royal bloodline who keeps a low profile in Longxing Shoal. He doesn't want to be patient, he just wants to settle the matter with one move. They advance and retreat together, have the same goal, and are both enemies and friends. But who can say, whether this mutual affection is deep love for each other, or mutual use? ---------------------------- In the end, she fell in love with the country, the city, and her heart. But he sat on her kingdom, stepped on her city, and sent her to the execution platform. He sneered: "Do you think the person who framed you was your lover? No, it was me. He is my most loyal dog. I have always only loved myself." She lowered her eyebrows, tears streaming down her face. When she raised her head again, her voice was crazy: "Then try to see if you only love yourself." She turned around lightly, like a moth flying into a blazing fire. The ruthless fire annihilated her frail figure. The usually calm man's face changed drastically, his hands trembled, he knelt on the ground, his voice was unsteady, "No!" -------------------------- Later, it was rumored that the emperor, who was as gentle as jade in the palace, had a drastic change of temper since the death of the late empress. He was as violent as a ghost, murderous as hell, and laughed maniacally every time he saw the light of fire. No one dared to approach him. "Jingjing, I was wrong, please, come back and take a look at me..." The man's clothes were messy, his face was buried in the handkerchief that the woman had discarded, he was devastated, and he was holding on to his heart that suddenly ached due to longing. Intention: May all love have a place to go.