Lord Shoufu's Sweetheart

Pre-collection ---Did Fu Shaoqing fall today? ★Rebirth of a squeamish person × a sinister and sultry powerful minister. The heroine thought she was playing the role of chasing her husband in the crematorium, but in fact it was the hero who was playing the role of inviting him to the urn. Xie Muqing was born into the Xie family, a high-ranking family, and was awarded the title of princess. She was pampered by many people since she was a child. In the first year of his education, his father invited the new top scholar to teach his brother and sister to study. His cold and stern look made Princess Xie cry in just one day. Pei Ji had no intention of indulging this delicate and naughty little ancestor, so he resigned the next day. A few years later, during the Lantern Festival night, the sweet daughter of the Xie family accidentally got lost. She cried red-eyed in the sky full of bright fireworks, looking helplessly at the vast sea of ​​people. At this moment, a soft voice came to my ears, "Don't be afraid, Princess, I will take you home." In order to be worthy of that person, the little princess began to restrain her coquettishness and followed her mother to learn how to manage the business and the etiquette of women. On the day when she got haircut, the lovely daughter of the Xie family had already grown into a queen of the Ming Dynasty, and she finally dared to express her admiration. Unexpectedly, she was rejected with the words: "The minister, the princess, is ten years old and is not a good match." Fortunately, his childhood sweetheart came to the rescue in time, and Xie Muqing got drunk and left to inherit the family business. * Pei Ji Huanhai held the flowers of the high mountains up and down, but in his heart he only had family and country but no love. After he obeyed his heart and refused people at the Xie family banquet, he felt faint waves in his heart. In the dead of night, he would always recall in his mind those red eyes that should have been as bright as stars but had been wronged because of him. He didn't want to delve into the source of this strangeness. He just thought he was too idle and took the initiative to request an order for an external tour. There was an earthquake in Pengli and the countryside was flooded. When he saw her concealing her identity and silently working among the people, and even discussing with him what to do regardless of past grudges, Pei Ji finally understood where the panic in his heart came from. But pearls are born to be dazzling. Choujiang, the young sect leader of Southern Xinjiang, Ling Changfeng, his childhood sweetheart, and Yujiulu Datan, the prince of Rouran, are all attracted to the bright and kind-hearted Xie Muqing. Seeing that these people could express their love to her unscrupulously, Pei Ji's eyes turned red with jealousy, and the dignified Shang Shulang began to secretly go crazy, fighting and fighting over each other. "I used to be blind and couldn't see the moon. Can the princess like me again?" "Master Pei is joking, how dare I trust your sincerity?" Really chasing my wife at the crematorium~ Post a preview of the new article - The beautiful, powerful and miserable prince bows down to the little sun queen The speechless and beautiful group dotes on the little sun x the beautiful, strong, nagging and arrogant prince Yinhua was the jewel in the eye of the Prince of Zhenbei. She was born noble but could not speak. Fortunately, she was raised to be charming, innocent and kind. When she was still in her womb, she was married to the prince by the late queen. There was still one year to go before the wedding, and the Zhenbei Prince's Palace had long forgotten about the marriage. However, the royal decree to consummate the marriage suddenly came. How could the Zhenbei Prince and his wife leave their daughter to marry away from the capital? They wrote a letter overnight to cancel the engagement. Unexpectedly, after waiting for half a month, there was no news from Beijing, but the cruel and hard-hearted prince suddenly came in person. On the wall of Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, a delicate girl with double buns swung her legs, holding up a bunch of marshmallows and eating them sweetly. "Huahua, I'm here to marry you." Xie Shiheng climbed up the wall, looked up with a smile on his lips, and said softly and dotingly in his eyes. When their eyes met, the girl's dark eyes widened and she stared blankly. She quietly hid the marshmallow behind her back, as if to protect her food. The young man came closer in surprise, put away his wanton display, and after looking at it for a moment, his cold and jade face smiled as brightly as a flower, and there was a determination to win hidden in his eyes. "It doesn't matter if you don't remember me, but it's time to honor what you promised me in the past." * Xie Shiheng was born as the emperor's heir, a proud son of the emperor, with an immortal appearance, but a cold temperament. When he stood in the palace and temple, his eyes were distant and indifferent, and his reputation was not very good. In the cold winter three years ago, Xie Shiheng, who was in a weak position at that time, went on an expedition in danger. After defeating the enemy, he was chased and accidentally fell off a cliff. He was rescued by Yinhua, who lived in the mountains to avoid the cold. In March in the mountains, Xie Shiheng stayed in the mountains to recuperate, spending time with Yinhua, who could not speak but was very happy every day. "Hand-painted pictures, fishing in the river, embroidering purses, catching birds..." Xie Shiheng accidentally got bored and wanted to tear that bright smile to pieces all the time, but he was suffering from being dependent on others and could only endure it day by day. Unknowingly, Xie Shiheng had also recovered from his injuries, and his tolerance for the girl had also changed from his initial indifference to his current gaze, and a glimmer of light quietly seeped into the darkness that had dried up in his heart. Before leaving, Xie Shiheng used a bunch of marshmallows bought by the secret guard to coax the little girl into drawing a portrait of him. "Painting is like a contract. Only my wife can do it. Since you agreed to my promise, you are not allowed to paint anyone else. Do you understand?" Xie Shiheng couldn't help but tickle the little girl's round and red nose, and said with coaxing charm in his eyes. "When we meet again, I'm here to marry you." The young man made a promise. * When they met again, Yinhua had already forgotten the promise made that year. Her favorite things were the piece of warm white jade and the soft and sweet marshmallows around her waist. Intention: Because of you, I have become a better version of myself