[The author finds that he is stuck in writing, so he is going to take a while to write this book. I will update it later as the occasion arises]
When Shen Baiyu first entered the Marquis Mansion, she only wanted to marry the eldest son and gain protection for her Shen family in Kyoto.
But on the eve of her wedding, her father actually handed a white letter into her hands. The ink-stained tip of the pen outlined a line of thin regular script, "Be sure to protect your son."
At that time, Shen Baiyu looked confused.
Jiang Qinian, a sick man, wouldn't live long, so why should she protect him? What's more, he is still the dignified prince of Zhenyuan.
But during the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the lanterns first illuminated the lake, it was filled with beauties, young children, and white-haired children laughing and chatting. Jiang Qinian was the only one sitting alone in front of the carved window, and the room was desolate.
At this time, Shen Baiyu seemed to understand. Did her father ask her to accompany him?
Half a year later, Jiang Qinian's three-year plan was completely exposed, and the secret hands behind the scenes pinned the Chengdong bribery and murder case on him.
Shen Baiyu knew that Jiang Qinian was completely finished.
Looking at the completely decadent young man, Shen Baiyu realized at this moment that her father asked her to protect him and let him survive.
In a lonely and dirty abandoned alley, a woman in plain clothes stood holding an umbrella.
"Jiang Qinian, come with me to the outside of the Great Wall."
Jiang Qinian looked up. The girl who had always been flamboyant and arrogant in the past bent slightly and tried her best to tilt the umbrella. The clothes behind her were soaked by the rain, but she had no time to care about this. She only stared at herself cautiously with a pair of almond eyes.
"Okay."
He murmured.
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Jiang Qinian was happy before he was five years old, but now he only feels that that memory seems to exist in a dream.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I woke up from the dream.
The hypocritical concern in the Hou's mansion, the ubiquitous pity outside the Hou's mansion, and the enemies who don't know where they are buried.
Jiang Qinian sometimes wonders, what kind of person would he be if nothing had happened?
Unfortunately, everything has already happened.
All he wanted to do was to find out those villains, even if it cost him his life.
But when this moment really came, he regretted it a little.
She hasn't bought the pancakes from Tongnan Lane yet. If she doesn't eat them, will she be angry again?
Intention: grow together, punish evil and promote good.
