[The year I loved him the most was also the year I hated the most.
Jiang Wu, the empress of Nanmin, had a bad fate since she was a child and was not favored. As she grew older, she did many shocking things and was regarded as the "Mad Sword King" by the monarchs of various countries because she killed her brother and master with a knife in her hand.
After the death of his eldest brother, Jiang Wu changed the name of his own country to Nanmin. Unexpectedly, a disaster on a moonlit night made the empress who had just ascended the throne become red-blooded.
This misfortune caused her to suffer from heart disease, and she suffered for several days. She had to abandon her courtiers and flee to the wilderness to live out her life. Little did she know that the last scene of her departure from the palace, under the frost, was when her commander-in-chief knelt in front of the Qiwu platform, saying all kinds of things to persuade him to stay.
Three years later, there was an unknown war in the borderland. Jiang Wu saw that familiar figure in the chaos of the war.
He put on his black clothes, stepped away from the dust of plain snow, and said: Your Majesty, are you still running away?
Even though Jiang Wu no longer ran away, there seemed to be something between them. When they were close, they were within reach, and when they were far away, they seemed like strangers.
So much so that when she went to Wutai again that year, she would never have imagined...
Note: The broken mirror was reunited, but the roundness was not firm enough.
(Contains group portraits, many CPs, more bitter)
Motto: Love doesn't need to be disguised.
