There is a girl in the Song family named Chu Ning
Jade bones, ice muscles, willow eyebrows and starry eyes are charming.
She is as bright as the sun rising as the morning glow, and as bright as the green waves of the flowers. She is truly a rare beauty.
No one knows that Xiao Yang, who has always been tolerant and steady, actually likes all beautiful things.
Once
He put the knife against Song Chu Ning's face, with a sporadic look in his eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Beauty is in the bones, not the skin. I feel more and more that Ning Ning is so beautiful, and she is suitable for a high-quality collection."
Song Chuning, who was so frightened that her legs and feet were weak, had to use a life-saving grace to save her life.
Unexpectedly, he suddenly laughed out loud: "Oh, really? In that case, I want to make Ning Ning a collection, don't worry!" His voice was full of comfort, but his words were shocking, "I will worship Ning Ning well!"
Song Chuning: ! ! !
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Later, Song Chu Ning entered the palace to participate in the selection of concubines in the East Palace.
The prince who originally liked Yu Ning in the early Song Dynasty wanted to designate him as the crown prince.
Just because of Xiaoyang's words, I had no choice but to give up
"The legitimate daughter of the Song family is truly a beauty. Since ancient times, beauties have brought disaster to the country and the people. Your Highness' status is not suitable for talking about the love between children. I believe you know the pros and cons."
Later, the prince learned about Xiao Yang's affection for Song Chu Ning and could only scold him behind his back.
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In order to be elected as the Crown Princess, she went to Yushan and asked the master there to make a fortune.
The master said that she was born rich and noble.
Xiao Yang, who was walking next to him, almost gritted his back molars and smiled: "The weather is not good today. I must have made a mistake, right?" His eyes showed threats.
And the master who looked at the clear sky was kneeling on the ground, not daring to say a word
The sun is as bright as the morning glow, and the green waves are as bright as the flowers. This comes from Cao Zhi's "Ode to the Goddess of Luo"
This copy was written on August 10, 2023 and has been screenshotted (none of them are at the beginning)
Intention: Lovers will eventually get married