Lu Yao is a wild girl who grew up in a gangster den with a naughty temper. But she had good looks, bright features, and a somewhat uninhibited and romantic attitude, which would be unforgettable for anyone who saw her.
Even more unexpectedly, she turned out to be the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion who had been lost for several years. When she was found again, she had nothing to do with etiquette and rules. She looked fearless, and everyone in the capital was frightened when they saw her.
"Etiquette? It's not worth mentioning." She raised the glass with one hand and patted the sword on her waist with the other hand, smiling arrogantly, "I, Lu Yao, will not marry anyone other than King Hengyang, unless it snows in June!"
This arrogance spread throughout the capital and became a joke among people after dinner.
He regarded her persistence as childish and her publicity as meaningless. Even though Lu Yao chased him on horseback and sent him several red damask sachets, he remained unmoved.
Lu Yao didn't take it seriously: "Sooner or later you will know that I am no better than others."
*
The world was turned upside down, and on the snowy day in June, she was wearing a wedding dress, and it was General Xiao who paid her respects. The snow in the capital was like goose feathers, falling on her red dress, reflecting her like a burning flame.
"Isn't it true that she won't marry anyone other than King Hengyang?" Someone muttered.
"I'm afraid my heart is dead." Someone sighed.
When King Hengyang heard this, he was leaning on the writing desk, and the tip of his pen paused, leaving a little ink stain. He frowned slightly, but his expression was as cold as usual.
"Cleaned," he said softly.
That night, the red damask sachet was tightly grasped in his palm, and the blood spread across the palm lines. He coughed out a mouthful of blood, his eyes red: "How dare she?!"
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Two years later, Lu Yao returned to the city in plain clothes and returned the general's body. It is no longer the flying red clothes of the past, but a cold and plain shadow.
Others: "Heaven is jealous of talents!"
King Hengyang: "Heaven is jealous of talents? No - God will help me."
Intention: People's hearts are trapped in obsession, and mountains and rivers are full of regrets.
