In the sixth year of Yongchu, Taishi Wu Yuanliang had been in power for unknown years, and many things happened.
There were floods in the south and border provocations in the north. The Grand Master personally went to Hexi and fought hard for several months. He finally defeated Loulan and returned to the court with his troops.
In the Grand Master's Mansion, there was no sign of joy, but it was as silent as a cicada. Everyone was in danger - without him, the Grand Master's eldest son was seriously ill.
The grand master fought for half his life and held power for many years. His house was full of beautiful people, but it was difficult for him to have heirs. Perhaps he was born a loner and was punished by his parents, so he only had two sons for many years. The eldest son was born with a disease, and the second son lived abroad when he was young. After returning home, he was punished by his mistress and hated the family.
But it doesn't matter - the Taishi was born with a cold nature, so it's not even possible to talk about the enmity between father and son.
Xuanning, who was far away in Qingzhou, had no way of knowing all this.
This year, her parents died in the Qingzhou Rebellion. Before his death, his father said that they had their own family in Shangjing——
Xuan Ning went through life and death and finally arrived at the Wei family in Shangjing, only to realize that her father didn't know that this year, the Wei family's daughter couldn't bear the humiliation of marrying into the Taishi Mansion to marry the sick and consumptive ghost, so she hanged herself in one breath.
Fearing that the grand master would kill all the nine clans in his anger, the Wei family looked up and down. The poor orphan girl who came to seek refuge with her relatives was in the same year and month as the short-lived young lady who was hanged.
From then on, she was the daughter of the Wei family.
She thought that her destiny was to be a sacrifice to the eldest son of the Grand Master who was about to die soon - when he died, she would be buried with him; but who knew that when she fell into a boundless nightmare and could not escape, it was the man who held the sword and held her in his arms.
He kills obstacles all his life and keeps ghosts and gods away from him.
"My son, don't be afraid, my father is here."
Imaginary, ancient abo, the author loves dog blood, uncleanness, taboos and moral violations
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