When the fourteen-year-old He Xi first entered the capital, it was at a time when the clans, heroes and relatives of the imperial capital were fighting fiercely.
In the eyes of others, this Situ's daughter, who was raised with wealth and wealth, was actually a tool in her father's hands, a docile puppet in front of the queen, and the proudest work of her famous uncle who educated and molded her.
In the past two years, her various calculations were like a bear trap that was tightened and tightened, stained with blood.
Such a ruthless character wears the skin of a graceful lady. Few people know that she fell in love at first sight with Yu Shen, the son of a political enemy.
But a few years later, when she saw the Hexin wine in front of Yu Shen, her eyes seemed to be quenched with poison.
"You should think carefully about whether I have poisoned this wine."
Yu Shen held his head in his hand and looked at her serious expression. She was sitting opposite him so vividly, so close and for so long. She had never been so close to him for so long. But now, she was in the new house where he was married, and her eyes were filled with the light of red candles.
He sighed indulgently, holding the rim of the glass with his fingers, but without blinking, he stared straight at her, staring at her blinking eyes and slightly opening her mouth. He slowly drank up the wine in the glass and showed the bottom of the glass to her.
He Xi was stunned on the spot.
"The marriage ceremony is completed. Even if I die here tonight, you will already be my wife, Yu Shen."
He smiled faintly: "It took a lot of effort to achieve this result. You can do whatever you want."
Intention: Born without obstacles, the original intention is the highest.
