In the spring of the eighteenth year of Chengning.
During this year, my father was bedridden for a long time and could not recover from serious illness; my brother was stationed in Xifan and was deeply suspected of collaborating with the enemy.
At this time, Shen Linyue became the first female Jinshi in Dayan to be crowned the most beautiful girl in high school.
In the Imperial Academy, she watched silently from the sidelines, secretly stirring up troubles, avenging what was deserved, and seizing power and position;
Under the city of Yuzhou, she followed the diagram and uprooted her. She was burned by the flames of the revengers and the clubs of the superiors, her skin was charred and her flesh was dripping with blood. She also insisted on using a pair of trembling hands to support the morality of the world.
Since childhood, he has been an editor of the seventh rank, and has experienced ups and downs in the officialdom. After three dynasties, he finally became the leader of his generation. Traveling through mountains and rivers, I only wish to use this life as a reward for a prosperous and peaceful world.
"What about me?"
The fifth prince, who used to be taciturn and dull, finally learned to make progress by retreating, and became the regent who now looks at her aggrievedly: "Both the pros and cons are surnamed Yan, so what if I take the throne instead? You are a minister, who is assisting is not considered an assist?"
This is the sixth time Yan Jinghuan has said similar words.
Shen Linyue took advantage of him being very close, and for the sixth time, she took the saber from his waist with her backhand.
Yan Jinghuan never hid, so he let her draw the knife and put it directly against his chest, then listened to her cold words and gave her a stern look:
"I'm responsible for getting rid of you."
Purpose: Only socialism can save China