Xu Shuyu, the beloved daughter of a powerful minister, was the emperor's favorite candidate for his concubine, with her beautiful appearance and feminine grace.
At first, she thought the prince was great.
Later, she always had a dream.
In the dream, the flags were broken and corpses lay everywhere. There was a man covered in blood, holding a sword and fighting on the snow with all his strength. He regarded death as life, his life hanging by a thread, and the blood stains on his body smeared out like blood flowers on the white snow.
She didn't want him to die, she wanted to help him.
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Fu Mingzhang is a prince, but his life is like a piece of grass. He lost his biological mother and his father's favor when he was six years old. Even the master who trained him only regarded him as a sharp sword for revenge. He has no worries and walks alone.
There is only one wish in my heart, I wish for peace in this troubled world.
For this wish, I will count all my hearts and my life on the line, and I will never regret it even if I die.
Xu Shuyu's intrusion into his life was like a beam of light falling into his heart. In the gap in his heart, he couldn't help but make another wish, and the second wish was to be with his wife forever.
The road to becoming an emperor was difficult, but she accompanied him and supported him all the way, walking through thorns and touching the mountains and rivers.
Later, the prosperous age came as expected, and all the people were happy, but he couldn't feel that she was smiling. It would be great if she could accompany him to see this prosperous age.
Copy published on 2022.12, Modified on 2024.4.27
Purpose: I dare not forget to worry about the country despite my humble position
