Du Qinghun

"Updated daily, please collect it" The little princess who has just returned to the palace hides an ulterior secret in her heart. No one knows that she, who was originally lively and innocent, has become calm and decisive after three years of hard work. No one knew that she was not the Sixth Princess of Daye, but the Emperor Ninghui of the Yin Dynasty who was destroyed by Daye. After experiencing the destruction of her country and her family, Yu Hua jumped off the city wall and died in despair. She went from a golden noble to a lonely ghost. She thought she would fall into hell, but after her death, her soul passed through the body of the Sixth Princess of Daye. Filled with resentment, she has been encamping in the enemy's country step by step. Although she is alone, she has overcome thorns and revenge along the way, as tenacious as a weed. Everyone said that Xie Shangzhi, the Jin king of the Northern Rong Dynasty, was so confused that he went all the way to Daye to pledge himself as a hostage. He must have some conspiracy. At first, Yu Hua secretly guessed what Xie Shangzhi was planning, but she didn't expect that the plan was to find her. One night, Yuhua sat quietly in front of the window, carefully sharpening a long needle, and threatened the uninvited guest: "Your Highness, Prince Jin, please don't forget that I am a mandala with deadly poison." The young man in front of the window changed from his usual casual and solemn look, with a romantic look on his handsome cheeks, and replied with a teasing smile: "What a coincidence, I happen to be not a gentleman but a flower picker, and I like picking poisonous flowers the most." Many years later, Yu Hua still remembered the night of revenge. She used the skills he taught her to swing a butcher knife at her enemies. Her plain white mourning clothes were stained red with blood. She held her sword to the ground and took her last breath to look around. Rivers of blood flowed in the courtyard, and all the enemies were killed by swords. The night was dark and windy, with heavy snow falling from the sky. A person broke into his blurry vision, and he fulfilled his promise: ——Waiting for her in the mountain of corpses and sea of blood. "The Male Protagonist's Perspective" I encountered a noble and pure magnolia flower blooming on the branch. But someone knocked the magnolia flower into the mire, crushed it to pieces, and even lost its flower shape. I carefully picked up the broken magnolia flowers from the mire. The world says that I am crazy, but I have a body of gold and jade, but I care for a damaged, dirty and strange flower. But I am willing to spend the rest of my life reshaping it with flesh and blood, and I hope that one day, this magnolia flower will bloom for me. But this flower was too cunning and grew into a poisonous flower. Don't be afraid of thorns and dangerous roads, and thrive when you see blood sealing your throat. I watched with relief as the carefully cultivated flowers finally protected me from the wind and rain. Little did I know that this flower wanted to throw away and destroy me, the gardener. ———— Because of my sad thoughts, I cross your soul. ———— Reading tips: 1. This article is based on dynasties and is a hodgepodge of official systems. Don't delve into it. 2. The heroine changed her body and identity after her death. 3. The male protagonist's identity as a hostage is false. He has a high status in Daye and will not accept being insulted. Intention: Although hatred cannot be forgotten, one must also let go of oneself.