Her father is a self-denying and devoted prime minister of the current dynasty, and her mother is the noble lady Tonghui of the Noble Emperor. The noble daughter Wen Zhiluo, who was entrusted to continue the bloodline of King Dingchang, became a thorn in the eyes of others as soon as she was born.
Things happened to her when she was still in her infancy. When she grew up in a small rural village until she was five years old, and when she returned home as the only daughter of Yuye Jinke's prime minister, the cavalry general who was once her grandfather's subordinate told her that she would never suffer any pain in the world again.
But when she carefully walked into the red lacquered bronze door with her muddy clothes, her mother's harsh treatment and her father's neglect trapped her like a nightmare.
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One day, Wen Zhiluo was lying in low spirits in front of the announcement of the case, leaning his chin and playing with the birds. The maid served him hot tea, and he sat cross-legged by the incense table and complained: "Miss, the young prince has been showing off all day long. I think he is not as sincere as Mr. Ouyang next to him."
A person outside the window raised his ears alertly.
Wen Zhiluo took a sip of tea and sighed meaningfully without saying a word.
The maid lay on the low table and rolled around on the soft warm quilt. She stopped talking and picked up a book and read every line of it.
Wen Zhiluo rolled over and lay on his side with his arms crossed.
Outside the window, spring is bright and clear, the breeze is gentle, and the hair and obsidian-white ribbons are slightly raised, framing a picture.
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Intention: To live towards death