In the Xiliang Palace, Jiang Se stood under the eaves and watched the residual snow piled on the branches. He sighed to his dowry maid: "My mother said when I was young, people do not seek great merits in this life, but seek peace and joy. I listened. I have always lived a free and carefree life when I was young, but at this critical moment of life and death, I began to be timid. I was afraid that I had not done enough and was not good enough.
I am afraid that no one will remember the name of Princess Zhaohua after thousands of years. I am afraid that I will be drowned in the torrent of history and no one will know it again. "
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Jiang Se still remembered the look he had with Shen Si under the Taoyuan Pavilion. The young man was sitting in the pavilion, playing chess with Jing He Emperor without any trace of restraint or fear. When he heard that she was coming, he raised his eyes and jumped over the flying petals, and met her eyes.
Later, Chunning asked her why she liked Shen Si, and she only said, because Shen Si is good-looking.
It's a pity that the innocent princess in the palace is just a facade created by everyone, and Zhaohua is just a knife sharpened by the Queen Mother in order to deal with the emperor and clear a way for the women of the world.
Before the literati, below the king.
This was the choice given to her by the Queen Mother.
What a pity...
A piece of paper declares war, and the war continues.
"Shen Si, I'm going to get married."
I am supported by all people, and I should give back to them.
——The willows on the street sprout branches in spring, and the pedestrians on the street never return in spring.
Summary: The female protagonist has more plots than the male protagonist, and has sub-plots (including a pair of BL)
There are narrations (please don't enter if you mind)
I love writing about women with strong cores! ! !
Concept: Love is the material for casting the soul