Don't Be a White Moonlight

When the Liu family fell into decline, in order to gain access to King Gaozhi of Qi, he forced the Yaonv's marriage to Liu Wan Ning. In the night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, Liu Wan Ning held a hairpin in her hand and was trembling with fear. The cold wind was blowing sharply, and a stream of blood came with the wind. When the red hijab was lifted, the person who came into view was not King Qi, but King Qi's son Pei Zhaoye. The hairpin scratched the man's hand with clear knuckles. The man licked the hot blood in his hand, with scarlet eyes, kneading Liu Yunning's butterfly bone, "King Qi is dead! You have only two choices, either let the Liu family bury you with you, or be a solitary and shady concubine!" …… In the thirteenth year of the Ming Dynasty, the palace was filled with blood. Pei Zhaoye, holding Shang Fang's sword, sat on the dragon chair and issued an order slowly. "The Liu family is unknown and will be banned from the cold palace from now on." With tears in her eyes, Liu Wan Ning said respectfully, "I accept the decree from you!" Cold palace, cold night, several years. She heard that the cold-faced emperor had a smile on his face. Through the ajar door, she finally understood that the only one who could make the emperor smile was her weak little sister who couldn't take care of herself. Liu Wan stared at the scar on Hao's wrist caused by saving the emperor, and felt extremely sour in her heart. This scar was designed by her younger sister herself. He knew the truth, but after crushing the tea cup, he stood next to his young sister. …… Pei Zhaoye was on top of a deserted place, and it was extremely cold up there. He originally thought that Liu Wanning was the person he hated the most. If she died, there would be no one he hated in the world. But for some reason, when he saw her throwing herself into the moat, he acted like a madman and wanted to jump with her, but he only grabbed the incomplete hem of her clothes. The night in the Jinluan Palace was colder than the cold palace. Looking at the soaked hem of her clothes and the back of her hands burned by the hot red liquid, he looked up at the bronze mirror. The person in the mirror had blood-stained slender phoenix eyes and frost-white hair on the temples. Until they met again, the emperor actually took off his hard armor and hugged her tightly, fearing that she would leave him again. Wagging his tail and begging for mercy, he said, "Ning Ning, would you like to come back to me?" Liu Wan stared at the man's snow-white hair without any disturbance, "Unless you kneel down and beg me to be my shameful wife!" Pei Zhaoye's eyes flickered, his dignity finally lost to lust, and he finally replied, "Okay!" Intention: Face the truth directly