After Failing to Support the Taifu

[It has been changed into a full-length novel, and the character design part of the short story is OOC, please proceed with caution] I'm at a loss to write. Please read the long version. . . This will be fixed. A long column has been published: After the failure of raising the Taifu * The first time I saw Fu Xiangyu, he stood facing the moon, looking unspeakably humble. I worked as his maid for three years, and after becoming the dowager, I personally appointed him as my tutor. I thought we were deeply in love and deeply in love with each other. In order to marry him, I fought against all odds. In the court hall, he kept arguing with the ministers for three days. But he gave me a glass of poisonous wine on our wedding night, and I took it without any care. There was no smile in my narrow eyes. Finally, I imprisoned him in Weiyang Palace, like a caged bird that could not escape from the palm of my hand day and night. The crazy emperor vs the little white flower male protagonist Tip: ①First person perspective ②The story mainly takes place after delivering poisoned wine, which will be mentioned in the long article in the past. ———————————————————— Prepayment for long copywriting: [Crazy imperial heroine vs broken white flower male protagonist] Before Xiao Wanqing took the position of concubine, she was not that completely crazy. That night she had just beheaded her brother with a knife. Before wiping off the blood on his face, he turned out of the alley and bumped into Fu Xiangyu. He held the black cloak prepared for her in his left hand, and his body was covered with delicate colors under the moonlight. The snow-white fox fur wrapped around her body makes her look as elegant as bamboo. Xiao Wanqing, who had just finished killing someone, remembered an interesting thing. He couldn't help but laugh out loud, which made him help and feel at a loss. In the past, when the two of them were still in the academy, Fuxiang Yu always wore a white student uniform. Xiao Wanqing sat high up and looked at him, her eyes filled with excitement. The secret guard realized that his master was fascinated, and frowned: "Half a quarter of an hour." Xiao Wanqing raised his eyes and naturally knew what she meant. It only took half a quarter of an hour to kill and dump the body in a sack. She Shi Shiran took the robe from Fu Xiang and his hands, and then straightened her clothes. Soon, the decree will come down to canonize her as a princess. The two of them walked along a narrow path for who knows how long. Xiao Wanqing always lowered her eyelashes, thinking carefully about something. Inadvertently, she slowly gave a very satisfied smile. On the wedding night of the emperor and empress, no one knew what happened that night. Rumors of a sudden disagreement between the two came from the palace. Fu Xiangyu's face was white, like porcelain that had not seen the light of day for a long time, glowing with a cold light. Xiao Wanqing's voice was melodious, and her knuckles turning white as she played with the tea cup, she said in a low voice: "Half a quarter of an hour is enough to clean you and throw you on Gu's bed." * Supporting and forgetting, five years of time, The last bit of girlish roundness on Xiao Wanqing's face had long been chipped away. Her jawline was sharpened, her cheekbones became more prominent, and her face became even more beautiful and aggressive. How to make him wanton and wanton. 1V1, he Tip: Don't use the first person in long stories Intention: My heart is clear, but it cannot be understood