Mirror Clouds

*Rebirth|Defeat the bamboo horse and rise to the top|Dual personality of the heroine|Separated emotional lines *The male protagonist and male partner are the only ones in the past and present lives, physically and mentally｜The ex-husband is ashes Copywriting In March of that year, the city of Chang'an was covered with white silk covering the sky. Everyone in the Wei Dynasty knew that Princess Xuanning was so beautiful that she fell ill and died after marrying to Jingxi. On the day when the princess entered the imperial mausoleum, Xiao Qie was slumped as described, his skinny bones seemed to have lost his soul. He was a majestic governor of the Western Region, and his troops were majestic, but he lost his footing and fell when he was mounting his horse. He traveled with her as a boy, often during the apricot blossom season. In the blink of an eye, the world changed and the flowers flew away. It has been twelve years. Li Xuanning was domineering and willful, and he loved to steal other people's favor, but he held all the hard-to-find treasures in the world in front of her for her to choose from. How could she be willing to lie in a jade coffin and sleep silently, never to wake up again? He personally killed Chu Ying, cut off the hands, feet and limbs of the King of Tubo and threw them into the mountains. In the unbelievable eyes of everyone else, he looked for immortals and prayed to gods and worship evil spirits. In this world, there would always be a way to bring her back to him. No matter what the cost. * In the previous life, Li Yiru was married to Chu Ying for more than two years and traveled to the northwest for him to wash away all his glory. But one day, the man who promised to be a couple for the rest of his life took two more concubines and sent her to his second uncle's house for the sake of seizing power. The self-righteous dedication did not move the ambition to fight for power, and only ended in a miserable end. Time went back and she went back to the year of her engagement. Given this opportunity, she should show off her skills and take revenge. But she suddenly discovered that she was not in a dream. Her former innocent self still existed, and she was just a lonely thought squeezed into this body. "You monster that occupies a magpie's nest, get out of my head!" She clasped the folding mirror firmly on the flower table, and instantly gathered all her thoughts. Her clear eyes were deep and determined, as if everything was under control and she could see the fire clearly. * Intention: Don't hate innocence, don't appreciate suffering