Imperial Concubine of Ming Dynasty
大明皇妃
by Rouge Jiahu (胭脂嘉湖)
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 40k Words
- Genre
- Danmei (BL)
- Updated
- 1y ago
- Source
- JJWXC
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I was about to tell you the date of my return, but Chun Rong choked before I could say anything. There is love and infatuation in life, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. Don't renovate the song of departure, one song can teach you how to feel the knot in your heart; you have to see all the flowers in Luo Cheng before we can say goodbye to each other in the spring breeze. The male protagonist——Dongfang Luofeng, the prince of a certain nomadic tribe, studied under the peerless master Qian Qiuxue. The heroine - Nian Bijiao, whose real identity is the princess of the Dragon Clan of Zhonghai, accidentally came to the world and had no idea who her biological parents were, so she had two adoptive parents. Li Zhanshao, who was born in a sword-making family, accidentally got a secret. When Wenquxing went down to earth to congratulate Zhonghai and the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea for their marriage, he stole the Dragon Yuan of the Dragon Prince Zhonghai and the Dragon Princess of the East China Sea who were getting married, and forged two swords. Twenty years later, Princess Zhonghailong accidentally came to the human world and studied under the peerless master Qian Qiuxue. Eating. Qian Qiuxue: "Master's hairline has receded." Nian Bijiao: "It's not that Master's hairline is receding, but that Master's life is moving forward." Love island side. Dongfang Luofeng and Nian Bijiao ran toward each other with swords in hand. Dongfang Luofeng sheathed his sword in time. Nian Bijiao's sword pierced Dongfang Luofeng's chest. Dongfang Luofeng: "Sister, if there is an afterlife, I will accompany you to see all the fireworks in this world." Nian Bijiao: "Brother Luofeng, if there is an afterlife, I will still protect the Ming Dynasty." Wedge "Wow -" a loud cry pierced the silent night sky, "It's a baby girl." Madam Zhang Luer grinned with sweat on her face. "Giving birth? Giving birth?!" Zhang Luer shouted at the top of his voice outside the door. "Keep your voice down!" On the broken bed in the corner of the room, a beautiful young woman was sweating profusely, her face was pale, and two lines of hot tears rolled down, disappearing continuously into the satin-like hair spread on the pillow. After a while, he slowly turned over and knelt on the kang, kowtowing "dong dong" to Mrs. Zhang Lv'er. Mrs. Zhang Lv'er held a baby the size of a broomstick wrapped in a rag in one hand, and was busy helping the young woman with the other. Zhang Luer heard the sound and pushed the door open. "Girl, don't do this. We are poor people and we can't afford it!" The young woman turned to Zhang Luer and his wife with tears in her eyes: "Uncle and auntie, you saw it too. If you hadn't hidden me in the kang hole just now, we, mother and daughter, would have been dead." It has been an hour since I became a ghost under the knife. If I can't find him in this area, he will definitely come back. This child should not have come into this world at all. Now I can't even care about my own life and death. I will give the child to you. Whether she lives or not depends on her destiny!" Go on, turn around and take the baggage placed at the foot of the kang, take out two pieces of clothing and put them on the head of the kang, "Let Auntie cut these two clothes into small clothes for the child!" He also took out a gold ingot, "Let Auntie get some food for the child." She took out another jade pendant and said, "My mother begged this from the palace when I was a child. Thank you uncle and aunt for saving my life! Keep it in mind!" Mrs. Zhang Luer quickly declined, "Take the others. We can't take this one. It's too precious!" "A life-saving grace is more important than anything else!" After repeated refusals, Zhang Luer's wife had no choice but to accept it. The young woman turned around and opened a wooden box. Inside, there were two swords about three feet long lying side by side. Under the dim oil lamp, the scabbards gave off bursts of cold light, which made people shudder! Zhang Luer and his wife could not help but take two or three steps back, looking at the swords with horror on their faces. "Let my little girl depend on it for life and death." After saying that, he simply packed up his baggage, got down to the ground, dressed neatly and knelt down again in front of Zhang Luer and his wife. Mrs. Zhang Luer took off her worn scarf and tied it around the woman's head. "Girl, it's cold outside. People who have given birth should not be exposed to the cold. Although this is old, it can keep out the cold." Zhang Luer also found two old gloves from somewhere and gave them to the young woman. With tears in her eyes, the young woman picked up the sword and the baggage, and Zhang Luer and his wife sent her out through Chaimen at the back. Until she disappeared into the vast night. I just turned back and bolted the door. As soon as I returned to the house, there was a "bang bang" knock on the door. Zhang Luer went to open the door in fear. As soon as the door bolt was opened, several men in black broke in. After a closer look, they were the ones who had been here an hour ago, and they all looked fierce. The tall man at the head pulled Zhang Luer from the collar and shouted: "Honestly, has a young woman ever been here?" Zhang Luer's feet were dangling in the air, frightened to death, and he cried: "Sir! It really doesn't exist! It's just such a small place. Didn't we just search it?!" The tall man threw Zhang Luer to the ground hard. After a few steps, she kicked open the door. Mrs. Zhang Luer got up from the kang in fear. The tall man looked at the blood on the floor and sniffed vigorously: "Where did the blood come from?" Zhang Luer fell in from the door with a plop and lay on the ground shivering. Zhang Luer's wife stretched out her hand shakingly from the shabby quilt and wrapped it with a rag. Blood was still seeping out: "Sir! The old slave accidentally hurt his hand while chopping firewood." The tall man looked around suspiciously inside and outside the house. With a wave of his hand, he walked out of the door and disappeared under the starlight. Zhang Luer stayed close to the door until he heard no more movement, then turned around and entered the house: "Where is the child?" "Sheep shed!" The couple picked up the oil lamp, pushed open the small door next to the kang, and went straight to the sheepfold. When they looked up, they were shocked! What did they see? ! In the drafty sheep shed supported by four poplar pillars, a sword hung high in the air, dazzling like a golden little sun. The light poured down like flowing water, illuminating the baby in the thatch. Zhang Luer and his wife approached. The baby slept comfortably and peacefully, with a faint smile on his pink face, as if he was in the warm embrace of his mother. Purpose: Protect the homeland and the country, unify the country