★The title of the book is taken from the Song Dynasty poet Yao Mian's "Tao Zhong Ji Shi" "Oranges and Gold Seal Maple Brocade Clothes"
★The copy still needs revision and is not the final version.
Shuangjie, HE, micro crematorium, including amnesia scenes
Shen Wanfeng's celestial beauty is a model of a noble girl from a noble family. She is a perfect match for the new emperor. She will soon enter the Jiao Fang and become the empress of the world.
But she didn't want to wake up from a dream one day and be heard repeatedly calling the name of the powerful regent - His Majesty's uncle.
That was her future husband's imperial uncle, and also her long-forgotten sweetheart.
That night, the snow was blowing and the wind was blowing, and the girl in fur clothes knocked on the door of the Prince Regent's palace and called out his cousin in a sad voice: "Yuchen, can you open the door? I don't want to marry him, I won't marry..."
The window lattice in the house was wide open, and the man's temples were stained with wind and snow. His pale thin lips trembled slightly: "The sealing ceremony in two months will be held as usual."
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Xie Yousi has both political integrity and talent. He has been dedicated to assisting His Majesty since he succeeded to the throne. He has never had two intentions and is regarded as a pillar of strength by all ministers.
Even though he had suppressed his vigorous love for many years and repeatedly rejected Shen Wanfeng's approach, he watched helplessly when she was favored by the Queen Mother and was proposed to be married to his nephew. His appearance was calm and calm, and he continued to congratulate her, but his sleeves were clenched into fists and veins bulged.
Rumors about Shen Wanfeng's refusal to marry became more and more popular in the capital. The rumors spread so much that in everyone's ears, it turned out that she was carelessly trying to seduce the future emperor's uncle.
When she saw Shen Wanfeng again, she was kneeling in the ancestral hall and almost fainted.
Xie Yousi came closer and raised her face, only to see tears and a dejected expression, "What are you doing here? Are you thinking about whether I can become a queen and are you here to laugh at me?"
Xie Yousi's sword-wielding hands were slightly closed. Behind him, tens of thousands of soldiers were waiting for an order, "No, as long as you want it, the position of queen belongs to you."
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Food guide:
1. Imaginary articles, a hodgepodge of history, many private devices, please don't argue with me.
2. The content of the crematorium is not too much, focusing on sweet stories.
3. Hope you can comment more
4. The copy has been screenshotted, please be responsible for stealing!
Concept: Love is the hand that wants to loosen and hold tightly
