[Beautiful Demon Concubine x Scenery Jiyue Prince]
●Testing each other in the early stage: palace concubine × prince
A perfect match in the later period, the young emperor and empress
(Note: In the early stage of Shuangjie's tug-of-war, the male protagonist is cool and self-possessed. In the later stage, after the male and female protagonists dissolve their relationship, the male protagonist confirms his intention and takes advantage of her by force)
●Revenge + double strength + two-way rush
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The emperor is fatuous, the court is treacherous, and Jiang Lingshu's family is destroyed overnight.
Miss Jiaojiao, who had never been seen in public, became the charming and almost demonic concubine of the Southern Dynasty emperor.
All the ladies in Beijing admired her and salivated over her.
And when the night falls and the cold moon is clear and desolate.
The Seventh Prince, who was as beautiful as jade but was hiding his clumsiness, actually whispered lingeringly under the tent of the demon concubine.
They support each other and are full of calculations.
Until the spring breeze melts into the snow, and the man's eyebrows are dyed with a moving color.
The two of them walked side by side, killing enemies and making plans. They also watched the snow outside the fortress and the moon under the corridor.
Suddenly there is a palace upheaval, the Seventh Prince ascends the throne and proclaims himself emperor, and the demon concubine disappears mysteriously.
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One year later.
Jiang Lingshu was bound to the palace. The man in the past was now dressed in a cold dragon robe, unattainable, with an almost paranoid chill in his eyes.
"Shu'er, are you going to run away this time?"
Jiang Lingshu really regretted her choice to use Duan Hao.
"I'm going to Qingluan Hall now, and I can't sing enough about the tragic deaths of honest officials, turning elm leaves into porridge.
Disturbing the sky and making rain, killing the enemy with your own hands.
But in a trance, he saw that in the endless lingering, his eyes were red, and he was no longer cold. He said slightly hoarsely, Shu'er, the world will not tolerate you, and I will not tolerate the world. If the gods and Buddhas do not deliver you, I will ask the people of the world to build temples and offer lamps to you, and from now on you will be regarded as a god. "
Intention: God is immortal, love is eternal
