Yue Jingchun

Pre-collection of the ancient poem "The Story of Cheng Huan", the copy is at the bottom, please collect it~ The following is the text of this article: She is a touch of spring in Yujing, and she inadvertently seduces the moon. He is the first-class bright moon in the world. He has worked hard to achieve spring. [A cold-blooded and sinister generation of famous generals + twelve years ago Chen Keduan, the right minister of the Ministry of Finance, was framed and executed by the whole family. Chen Moyu, who was only two years old, escaped by chance. Twelve years later A handsome young man named Su Mo came to Yujing City. He stayed in the former imperial envoy's house just to make a living, but Murong Lang, the first general of the Great Zhou Dynasty, knew that this man was not a simple man. ——— At night, Su Mo put on his night clothes, pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard. Suddenly he felt a figure on the roof looking down at him. He looked up and saw the man under the moon with a face as cold as a pool of cold water and cold eyes. "Murong Lang!" Su Mo's eyes flashed with surprise! Murong Lang, however, became playful and dangled Su Mo's lost sachet in his hand. The tassel hanging from the sachet dangled, as if provoking, but also announcing: He already knew that the person who broke into his father's study was Su Mo! "That's the case, then there's no need to bother covering it up!" Su Mo was aroused and took off his hijab neatly. Under the moonlight, the young man's skin was as glistening as snow, and his eyes were as bright as stars. Murong Lang's heart skipped a beat! The leaves rustled wherever the night wind passed. The two looked at each other and neither of them spoke... Tonight is Chinese Valentine's Day. ——— Two years later, Diecui Nunnery. The surrounding air suddenly became thinner. Looking at Chen Moyu, who was wearing a monk's robe and calling him "donor", Murong Lang's face turned ashen, like the weather when a mountain rain was about to come. "What's the matter? Miss Chen just left Yujing and she doesn't recognize me anymore?" He asked angrily, suppressing the anger in his heart. Seeing that Chen Moyu was clearly rejecting him from thousands of miles away, he wished he could not help but kidnap her on his horse, take her back to the house and throw her on the bed, and then have a good conversation with her, the "donor" and the "poor nun". + "Ms. Chen, are you trying to pretend to be deaf and dumb? After the chaos started, you ended up abandoning the family, and then you just slapped your butt and refused to admit it?" Murong Lang asked instead. Chen Moyu was stunned. "Begin with chaos and end up giving up?" When did she start with chaos and finally give up? What kind of butt slap again? Seeing that Murong Lang was talking nonsense, she just thought he was here to cause trouble, and turned to leave. How could Murong Lang be willing to let her go just like that? As he approached Chen Moyu, he continued: "Obviously you took possession of her body and deceived her whole heart, but now you have left her behind and came to this nunnery to become a monk! Is this your royal law, Chen Moyu?" P. S.: 1. The male and female protagonists' IQs are online throughout the whole process, and the emotional pull runs through the entire book; 2. Machiavellianism + love 3. 1V1, double clean, he 4. The story is unfolding step by step. You need to be patient in the beginning. After the male and female protagonists leave Beijing, they will proceed at full speed. 5. Stable updates every day or every other day, constant updates, no abandonment of articles, please feel free to collect them ***Pre-receipt of the copy of "The Story of Joy", please collect it from all the little angels*** ——"Sir Xiao Shen, the world of mortals is like a net, catching up many lovers. The day when Mr. Lang becomes enlightened is the day he becomes a Buddha." ——"Abbot Miaohui has never entered the world of mortals, so how can he see through it? If you don't taste emotions, how do you know you won't be happy and forget to return?" * In the Daci'en Temple, Shen Xi felt dizzy looking at the ladies standing in the courtyard. It was obvious that they were selecting Buddhist girls for the Empress Dowager's eightieth birthday, but these little ladies were all dressed up, as if they were recommending themselves to be his wife, Chen Xi. One of the girls went too far! Everyone else was wearing official skirts, but she was wearing a simple monk's robe. Relying on a good appearance, plain face, aloof and lonely, he "interprets" a transcendent and otherworldly person with great proficiency, but in Shen Xi's eyes, he is too scheming. "Eunuch Wang, that girl is really calculating!" He pointed at the girl from a distance with the handle of the fan, and said to the father-in-law beside him, "What a pity, she is not very clever when it comes to me! I won't let her be satisfied! No matter which noble family she is, go and tell her to go back home!" "Um... Sir Xiao Shen, that lady is not an official lady who participated in the selection of Buddhist girls. She... She is the abbot of the Great Ci'en Temple, Miaohui nun!" " * On the day of the Empress Dowager's birthday, the ceremony was about to begin in one hour, but the two protagonists were nowhere to be found. Seeing that all the royal nobles and court ministers had taken their seats, Miao Hui ran into the hall in a panic. Her face was like flying clouds, her lips were red and swollen, and she was breathing unevenly. A few strands of hair were hanging down from the edge of the monk's hat, and there was a red mark behind her ear. Mr. Shen, who was following her, seemed to have his eyes fixed on her. His clothes are loose and his jade crown is slightly tilted. The most eye-popping thing is that around his neck is hanging the rosary beads of Abbot Miaohui that never leave his body... Male protagonist: Shen Xi, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, looks like an immortal, and has a romantic nature. Female protagonist: Cheng Wan Ning, the abbot Miaohui of Daci'en Temple, the daughter of a traitorous minister, with a cold temperament + P. S.: 1. 1V1, double clean, he; 2. Easy and sweet love, no conspiracy, no brain-burning, suitable for eating The above copy was created on 2023.01.08 + Has been screenshotted and posted Intention: Wherever the heart goes, we will eventually reach our destination.