I Don't See Liu Shiliu Now

The gentle and elegant son of the prime minister x the sober and rational royal princess Looking at the history books of Daliang, there were more than a hundred princesses before and after. If we talk about the most prominent one, it is Yongning, the second daughter of Emperor Xiaojing. The history books record that she was born in the same womb as Emperor Xianqing. When she was born, auspicious clouds rose in the east and she was more than ten feet in circumference. The emperor was overjoyed. He named her "Zhao" and granted her "Yongning", and granted a general amnesty to the world. Regarding his life, history records say: "Princess Yongning has an immortal appearance. She is good at etiquette and Ming poetry. She writes soft and leisurely in the palace, and her beauty shines in her etiquette. On the eighteenth year of the year, she came to Liu Huaiyuan, and the emperor pardoned the prisoners in the capital. The couple were married. The love was deep, and they gave birth to two sons and a daughter. Then she became seriously ill and stayed in a private garden in the south. Three years later, Emperor Xianqing mourned the death of her sister and buried her with a heavy ceremony. Her husband, Liu Huaiyuan, did not remarry and remained single until his death. However, upon careful study of the historical annals, the six words "many powers and strategies, good at making plans" appear like a faint light. The historians have only a few writings, but they occasionally appear in Zhu's comments. The world laments the beauty's premature death, and envy the prince-in-law's undying love. Little did they know that under the praise of a match made in heaven, they were a tacit alliance. They had been together day and night for twelve years, how could they not fall in love? Li Zhao's silent reliance was her greatest sincerity. It's just that a marriage that starts with power will eventually be ruined by suspicion. A legend that began with auspicious favors was buried in the lonely wind and snow of the southern suburbs. The history of history is like a mirror, reflecting the infinite grace, but also quietly covering up the broken heart behind the amazing talent, leaving only a sigh when the chessboard ends. A life of isolation, indescribable loneliness, and a dead branch in the wind and snow. The ending is be, and the process is not cruel! "It's Hard to Hide in the Snow" is published next door. If you are interested, you can click and add it to your collection! Intention: Looking to the future