Zhanyi

Winter, the thirteenth year of Jiankang. I traveled across mountains and rivers to the border town, only to find myself in prison. This is my first time meeting Xiang Yin. He crushed one of my finger bones and demanded to know the whereabouts of my brother. He was so fierce and ruthless that he wanted to pierce my throat with a sword, cut off my head and bury it with his men. I was tortured for three days and said nothing. On the fourth day, I went to Beijing and issued an imperial edict, asking my brother to come to Beijing to preside over the construction of Liangyuan, but I no longer have a brother. Xiang Yin said: "Isn't there another you in the Kang family?" From that day on, I changed from myself to my brother. I am not Kang Xuxu, but Kang Zhengxin. My father was the most famous among the Kang family for gardening. After that, my younger brother died, and I was the only one. I swear that I will create the best and most beautiful garden in the world. For this reason, I can stay away from being a woman for the rest of my life. Winter, the fourteenth year of Jiankang. It is known to everyone inside and outside the court that Xiang Yin, the prince of Jingyang, is my friend. I call him Zizhen, and he calls me Shanxie. But this is false. I was using him as a shield and amulet, and he knew it. Winter, the fifteenth year of Jiankang. Xiang Zizhen said that she regretted breaking my phalanx, which made me miserable every rainy day. I secretly scolded him for being sick. Xiang Zizhen and I are friends, very good friends. But he doesn't admit it. That night of autumn rain, the lights were dim, and there were blood beads on his lips from my bite, and he sneered: "Friendship between gentlemen? Friendship at the cutting of one's neck? I told you that you can be Kangshan Xie for the rest of your life, and no one will know who you are." "But I know." The rustling autumn rain and the flying fire reflected his stern expression: "You are Kang Xuxu." —— I am Kang Xuxu. This is a secret that only he knows. He keeps it for me and remembers me for me. —— "We may be separated in life and death, but our souls will always be close to each other." —— The copywriting is in the first person, but the main text is in the third person. It is a fantasy article. Intention: But the wish will not be violated.