Notes from the Cold Palace Tamer

: "Spring Beauty" has been released, please pay more attention~ Next text: 1v1 cookie, the male protagonist chases his wife in the crematorium, marries first, then loves, micro-power takes over, micro-heroes compete. After losing her memory, Chen Chunhua became the wife of the Shangjing Hou Mansion. It is said that the Marquis is indifferent by nature and has a cruel temper, which is feared by everyone in Beijing. However, he loves his wife very much and treats her as a treasure. Chen Chunhua was a kind-hearted man with a gentle temperament, and he was on good terms with ladies in the capital. They secretly reminded her to stay away from this "King of Hell", saying that he was moody and regarded human life as nothing. But Chen Chunhua didn't believe it. His husband was like a bright moon and a gentle breeze, as gentle as jade, and he responded to her every request. One day, a young man in Tsing Yi shouted outside the house, saying that her fiancée was in trouble and was kidnapped by the current Marquis. Not long after, someone discovered that the young man was blinded by poison and thrown out of the city. At night, Pei Yanqing asked her if she knew the young man in green. Chen Chunhua had a terrible headache. He lay on the couch and held his forehead while sobbing: "That man today is indeed mine..." Pei Yanqing slowly approached and took off his shirt. The teasing smile in his narrow peach blossom eyes became even more intense, and the previous gentleness was gone. The hand behind his back was holding a silver needle with a cold light. She laughed through her tears, stood up and kissed the corners of his lips, then hooked her arms around his waist as usual: "He's a fool." Pei Yanqing pinched Liu's waist and rubbed her ears and temples. He looked at her with a blushing face and long eyelashes covering the darkness under her eyes. While he was intoxicated, Chen Chunhua silently threw away the silver needle he had hidden in his sleeve. * Chen Chunhua witnessed Pei Yanqing killing her fiancé, and the lost memories flooded back to her. This man was never her husband, and even apart from her name, the two had nothing in common. She knew that she could not stay in Beijing for long, so she left the Hou Mansion in the dark and windy months. After walking two miles, she saw her usually "gentle and cold" husband. His face was as cold as frost, staring at her for a moment. His bright red lips were like Shura in the dark night. He lifted her chin and asked, "Madam, where are you going?" Copywriting of this article The beautiful little angel and the sixth princess vs. The beautiful, strong, miserable, gloomy and sinister prince Everyday cookies! Intrigue is no match for children's love. (Brainless sweet pet article, leave your brain in the comment area!) In the sixth year of Tianyuan, the princess of Yan State was sent to Qing State for marriage. As soon as Li Shuyin arrived at the palace, she was sent to the most remote and broken palace. Unexpectedly, I discovered that a weak Liu Fufeng came next door, a fairy-like young man who was always basking in the sun in the yard during the day and always coughing at night. She felt very unhappy when she thought about the handsome young man not having enough to eat in a dilapidated and cramped place. Everyone loves beauty, and she is no different. There is a charming figure in the silent cold palace. Day 1: She went into the backyard to bring food. Day 2: She climbed up the wall and handed over some warm things. The young man propped his chin, his eyes were gentle, and he listened lazily to her chattering: The little eunuch who delivered the meal today gave me an extra chicken drumstick. A maid came with a new winter quilt. Can you try my new sweet-scented osmanthus cake? He opened his lips slightly, and the sweet-scented osmanthus cake melted between his lips. The girl in front of him seemed to be something in his pocket, and he was bound to get it. "As long as you don't give your things to others, the little eunuch tomorrow will give you good things again." Li Shuyin didn't understand, she just blinked, thinking he was making her happy. "If the little eunuch brings you good things again, I will give you another share!" ＊ Until one day, the girl came late, threw down all the food she had prepared, and came to his side. She lowered her voice, but could not hide the joy in her words. "It is said that although the Crown Prince is arrogant, mischievous, arrogant, and a medicine man, he is deeply loved by His Majesty and has a good appearance. If I catch up with him, I will surely rise to great heights! I will take you out of the cold palace by then, and good times will come!" Song Yanjun frowned, wondering what went wrong. She actually ignored him and went to find some rumored prince? The prince is myself? That's fine. * In front of the saffron soft sedan, a girl with pink makeup and jade ornaments lowered her head and wore rings. She raised her voice and said, "Please have mercy on me, Your Majesty the Crown Prince!" For a long time, The jade finger opened the sedan curtain, revealing half of the face of the prince in brocade and fox fur. His phoenix eyes were narrowed and he said in a low voice: "Others come to ask for it, but I won't give it to you. It's you. That's because you care for me." The beautiful woman paused and raised her head in disbelief. The bright young man in the sedan did not look as cold and sick as in the cold palace at all. "T-Prince?" Ps.1. Male and female protagonist double C 2. The male protagonist is sick, weak and the group's favorite character (except the queen) 3. The woman saves the man first, which is the redemption of the male and female protagonists. In addition, the author is pure love control and only engages in pure love! ! ! (Emphasis added) Continuation: "Spring Beauty Mistakes People" Chen Chunhua became the wife of the Marquis of Shangjing. It is rumored that Mr. Hou is indifferent by nature and has a cruel temper. Everyone in Beijing is afraid of him. However, he loves his wife very much and treats her as a treasure. Chen Chunhua was a kind-hearted man with a gentle temperament, and he was on good terms with ladies in the capital. They secretly reminded her to stay away from this "King of Hell", saying that he was moody and regarded human life as nothing. But Chen Chunhua didn't believe it. His husband was like a bright moon and a gentle breeze, as gentle as jade, and he responded to her every request. One day, a young man in Tsing Yi shouted outside the house, saying that her fiancée was in trouble and was kidnapped by the current Marquis. Not long after, someone discovered that the young man was blinded by poison and thrown out of the city. At night, Pei Yanqing asked her if she knew the young man in green. Chen Chunhua had a terrible headache. He lay on the couch and held his forehead while sobbing: "That man today is indeed mine..." Pei Yanqing slowly approached and took off his shirt. The teasing smile in his narrow peach blossom eyes became even more intense, and the previous gentleness was gone. The hand behind his back was holding a silver needle with a cold light. She laughed through her tears, stood up and kissed the corners of his lips, then hooked her arms around his waist as usual: "He's a fool." Pei Yanqing pinched Liu's waist and rubbed her ears and temples. He looked at her with a blushing face and long eyelashes covering the darkness under her eyes. While he was intoxicated, Chen Chunhua silently threw away the silver needle he had hidden in his sleeve. * Chen Chunhua witnessed Pei Yanqing killing her fiancé, and the lost memories flooded back to her. This man was never her husband, and even apart from her name, the two had nothing in common. She knew that she could not stay in Beijing longer, so she left the Marquis's mansion on a dark and windy night. After walking two miles, she saw her usually "gentle and cold" husband. His face was as cold as frost, staring at her for a moment, and his bright red lips were like Shura in the dark night. "Madam, where are you going?" Please collect "The short-lived ghosts of the Shen family who live a long life" Ning'an suffered from febrile convulsions when she was young. When she was about to die, she suddenly saw the rest of her life. The small courtyard was littered with corpses. The killer pressed forward step by step with his sword in hand. At the critical moment of life and death, a flash of silver light flashed, and the killer died by the sword. She looked back and saw only a blurry back figure and the word "Shen" vaguely engraved on the carriage that was getting farther and farther away. * There was a sick man in the Shen family, whose name was "an". At the age of eighteen, he had been ill for a long time and had no medical treatment, so he died in a foreign country. * Ning An doesn't want Shen An to die. He saved his life and deserved to live well. She was adopted as an adopted daughter by the Shen family, matching his brother and sister. When we first met him, he was sitting in the seat and coughing. The casual glances he cast towards him became profound as the ends of his eyes lifted up. That night, Ning An opened the door to his room and told him with an upright face, "Brother, let me take care of your health." But who would have known that the sickly young man who was so weak during the day would look like a man-eating ghost at night, smiling at her with both good and evil intentions, "Sister, are you going to dedicate yourself to me?" * Shen An thinks he is not a good person, because even his name is fake. The real Shen An had died in the riots long ago, and his body was not found. He was just using Shen An's name and identity to investigate the truth of that year. But unexpectedly ran into Ning An, who kept getting closer. Although he didn't know what this girl wanted to do, he didn't comment. Everything she did made him happy. So later, she sat in his arms and made New Year's wishes full of blessings. "Shen An, you must live a long life." It wasn't until that moment that he realized that Ning An had always liked the same Shen An. Intent: Two-way redemption, creating a better life