[The delicate and wealthy flower in the world & the cold, dignified and doting wife emperor]
"Damn it, that bastard is so obsessed with me that he dares to do the following!"
However, after a fall, Meng Lexi woke up seven years later from the age of eighteen. Not only was she married, but she also became a mother without pain. Even the fiancé she had admired when she was young had changed.
"Your Majesty, your husband is the True Dragon Emperor, who is as cold as dust. You two are very loving."
Suddenly, a gust of wind passed by the door, and the next second a pair of well-jointed hands caressed her cheeks lovingly. A man in a mysterious robe with a golden dragon pattern squatted in front of her bed, frowning and worried.
"Does it still hurt?"
Meng Lexi pushed him away violently, retreated like a fierce beast, and huddled back to the corner of the bed.
Why is the new emperor Song Siheng? That country man of unknown origin who lives in her Meng Mansion?
How could she, a role model of a noble woman, marry such a person!
"Reconciliation! We must reconcile!"
*
"Your Majesty, the empress has abandoned her husband and son and left the palace again."
After hearing this, Song Siheng dropped the memorial and rubbed his aching temples. This was the third time in the month. It was his turn to run back to his parents' home.
*
In Meng Mansion, the night is dark and windy.
Meng Lexi held her father's sleeves and cried, complaining:
"How can he, a rebellious minister and traitor who brought trouble to the imperial court, be worthy of being my husband? How can he not be reviled by all the people!"
Father Meng silently took away his torn and wrinkled sleeves and covered her mouth:
"Daughter, stop scolding, our family is the initiator..."
"???"
*
During the Ghost Mu Festival, when gods enter dreams, you can get a glimpse of fateful predictions.
The son of destiny who was most afraid of fire was buried in the sea of fire.
The lonely and gentle best friend has white hair dyed blue silk and will be lonely all his life;
The surly but kind man bears the infamy and his bones become withered.
There are lovers who don't recognize each other and still harbor grudges even to death;
And she killed Song Siheng with her own hands in the cold winter snow
She woke up suddenly, her clothes wet with cold sweat.
If this is fate, what if she goes against it?
*
In the magnificent palace, in front of the dressing table piled with jewels and jade, she slowly took off her Shu brocade dress outlined with gold threads, and pointed her fingertips down, trying to pull off his belt.
Song Siheng grabbed her hand that was trying to cause trouble and pulled her into his arms, his eyes filled with possessiveness that was so strong that he couldn't get rid of it.
"What's going on? Little ancestor."
"You'll know if you try it or not."
"It's no surprise that I fell in love with you again
This time, even if trouble comes and fate takes over, I will give everything I have
save you"
Purpose: Love is the only correct answer
