The smart, sickly little princess who thinks she is cold vs. The little general who is not loyal to the king and only loves the people
Li Wenqiong VS Yu Jishu
In his previous life, Li Wenqiong had been on the throne for twenty years, but Aye died suddenly in his prime. His brother died at his own hands, and his grandfather was buried on the border several hundred miles away from Beijing.
The chosen husband was accused by himself of treason, and the fire burned him black, but he was still the body he recognized.
At the last court meeting, the court was full of people, and they all said in unison that they wanted to send a letter to Yu to clear up the injustice.
Li Wenqiong held her chest and wondered why Yu Jishu, who had "died" long ago, was more popular than himself.
Before he died, he held his breath and issued an edict to redress his grievances.
She thought this would make things clear.
Opening her eyes again, Li Wenqiong returned to her sixteenth year.
Chang'an was still in decay under the prosperity. Seeing Yu Jishu who had returned victoriously, Li Wenqiong took back his hand.
Can he realize his wish in his previous life and rebel to save the people?
Male protagonist's perspective:
Yu Jishu had no feelings for the royal family in his previous life, and he hated it even more after being slandered as a rebel.
But when the heavy snow fell in the winter of Ruian's 19th year and the death knell sounded, he couldn't help but feel that he had done something wrong.
After resurrecting his life, he firmly believed that he and Li Wenqiong should be the closest monarchs and ministers.
Small theater:
His Majesty ordered Princess Changping to marry General Yao on a certain date.
Li Wenqiong failed to beg His Majesty, so he walked through Chang'an Street with his sword in hand, his face like a ghost.
Pointing the sword at Yu Jishu's fragile neck, she said coldly: "What exactly do you want to do?"
This marriage was what Yu sent a letter to ask for, but he had clearly rejected her.
Yu Jishu took a step forward, and a streak of blood appeared on his neck, but there was no fear on his face.
He said: "I want to help you ascend to the throne."
"I want to be a general who assists you." Yu Jishu knelt down and treated each other with the courtesy of a monarch and his ministers.
When Li Wenqiong heard this, he let go of the sword in his hand, "Become my general?"
Lord and minister, Lord and minister, what a great Lord and minister.
"It's a pity that the people you love are the least of my concerns."
Intention: the same way, coincide with each other
