By Your Own Will

Feng Tian said that for more than ten years, there was no Xuan Xian in the world, only Zhao Xian. Zhao Xian often thought, Fengtian... Fengtian... Fengtian... Fengtian Pavilion is really a strange place. Is there really such a place in the world where one can clearly see a person's destiny? If Fengtian Pavilion had such magic, there would be no need for wars, plans, or calculations in the world. Once it comes, make peace with it. Zhao Xian was even obsessed with the days in the Prime Minister's Mansion. She has a kind father who is the prime minister, a brother who is as gentle as jade, and a loving aunt... Somehow, Zhao Xian even wonders if she was born with the surname "Zhao" instead of "Xuan". The biological parents make a comeback, and the truth hidden in the dust gradually emerges. Everything will eventually clear up, and the truth will come to light. Zhao Xian has been uneasy and scared in the past ten years. She has tried to hypnotize herself and also tried to resist. But these are simply vulnerable to the unexpected misfortune. Zhao Xian never expected love. It's already difficult, why bother adding a fetter to yourself. Until he met Wen Renyi, everything began to change. Wen Renyi was like untouchable ice on a high mountain in Zhao Xian's heart. Zhao Xian thought that maybe he couldn't always be by his side, but just one look at him from a distance would make him satisfied. Wen Renyi was born in the royal family. As a king of a country, he also had ambitions and ambitions deep in his heart. He yearned for her purity and cherished everything about her. He told himself that no matter where he was, he could not hurt her at all, even if it cost him his life. The king is filled with tears, and the concubine is filled with tears. Zhao Xian truly understands the pain of separation between yin and yang. Is this what his aunt said, destiny but no destiny? Whether they are destined or not, they will be remembered for life. Zhao Xian will never forget him for the rest of his life. In the eyes of others, Wen Renchu ​​was a tyrant and unkind. But Wen Renchu ​​understood that perhaps the tenderness in her heart could only be reserved for one person, but even the emperor's sincerity could not open her heart. In Zhao Xian's eyes, Wen Renchu's emotions seemed unreal to her, just like the mist in the incense burner that dispersed as soon as he blew it. Zhao Xian's emotions are too fragile and he can no longer withstand squandering. Intention: Calculate everywhere and be gentle everywhere.