[Tyrant×Jiaohua｜Twelve-year age difference｜Shuangjie]
When the Yue Kingdom was defeated, the most unfavored princess Yaoyao was sent to the Yan Kingdom to marry.
She was born with unparalleled beauty, but because her biological mother died young and she was timid, she became the most suitable victim.
When leaving the palace, the maidservant cried: "Your Highness is so fragile, how can you survive in the Yan Kingdom..."
Everyone knows that the Emperor of the Yan and Sui Dynasties was violent and capricious, killed his brother to usurp the throne, and bloodbathed the court. He even broke the neck of a beautiful woman when he was angered by it. He was a tyrant who stepped on the bones of a dragon and ascended the dragon throne.
How could such a man pity a delicate flower sent by an enemy country?
On the day they first met, the Jinluan Palace was filled with coldness and solemnity, and the graceful girl knelt on the ground, trembling.
"Look up."
The cold voice struck, and she looked with trembling eyelashes. She saw the man on the dragon chair with dark clothes and black hair, a tall figure, and his fingertips were carelessly playing with the jade ring.
After a while, he sneered: "Just her?"
The tone was contemptuous, as if looking at an insignificant tribute.
But later, an edict named her a noble concubine, causing an uproar in the whole court.
In this cannibalistic palace, Yaoyao was helpless and could only clumsily please him.
Make a cup of tea that he finds bitter, embroider a crooked handkerchief, and have the courage to crawl into his arms when thunder breaks out in the middle of the night.
"Your Majesty..." Her voice was soft and trembling like a little raccoon cat.
The man was awakened by the noise, his angry eyebrows full of impatience: "It's just the wind and rain, can it be so scary?"
She raised her eyes timidly: "With His Majesty here, Yaoyao is not afraid anymore..."
The man sneered, but he clasped the back of her neck with his palms and pressed her into his arms. His voice was hoarse: "What are you afraid of? I'm here."
Everyone believed that the marriage princess sent by the Yue Kingdom would not survive more than three months in the hands of the tyrant, and she would definitely have a miserable life.
But who knew that the delicate princess not only saved her own life, but also captured the tyrant's heart.
The tyrant bloodbathed the royal family of the Yue Kingdom for her, executed all those who bullied her, abolished the Sixth Palace and the Empty House for her, and even insisted on promoting her to the throne despite the objections of the courtiers.
Must read before reading:
1. The male protagonist is a tyrant in nature, he is verbally dissatisfied with his integrity, and he does not fall in love with him as soon as he meets him.
2. The heroine is weak and loves to cry, not a strong woman
3. Xp text, all plots serve the emotional line
Pre-receipt: "Snow in the Palm"
Copywriting:
Xue Ying was born with a beautiful face, jade bones and ice muscles. She was a famous thin horse in Yangzhou. When she was in her hairpin years, she was bought by the prefect for a thousand gold.
The night she entered the mansion, she dreamed that she would be framed by her mistress and drowned in the pool in seven days.
After waking up, she desperately escaped from the mansion, but stumbled into the arms of a man at the entrance of the alley.
When I looked up, I saw the man wearing a dark mink cloak, standing in the light rain, his posture as tall and straight as a lone pine covered with snow. A pair of phoenix eyes drooped down, without any ripples, but the pursuers behind him fell to their knees, trembling and afraid to speak.
She later found out that it was Chu Yunqi, Duke of Mu, who had come to Beijing.
A Conglong minister with a first-grade title, the military power of the capital, and the supporter of the young emperor's ascension to the throne. This time I went south to find my adopted sister who had been lost for many years.
Xueying bit her lower lip lightly, thinking in her mind: If she could get such a big official, she would not have to worry about future glory and wealth. Why not... Try it?
Chu Yunqi went south to Yangzhou in search of someone.
He was not found, but he was entangled by a vain little lady.
She appeared in front of him by chance again and again. Chu Yunqi could clearly see the cautious ambition and desire in her eyes, but he only avoided her coldly.
Until I returned from the banquet that night, I was tipsy.
He pushed the door open and entered the room, and saw her standing in plain gauze under the shadow of a candle, her eyes gleaming and shining: "Sir, please have mercy on me..."
After he sobered up, he slowly tied his clothes beside the couch, his expression difficult to discern in the dim light and shadow. After a long time, he spoke in a calm voice: "When I find someone, I will take you back to Beijing to settle down."
He finally found it.
When the secret guard presented the testimonies that had been forced upon him, his expression condensed and he lost his cool for the first time.
The orphaned adopted sister he had been searching for for many years had already been sold as a thin horse and became the most famous beauty in Yangzhou.
The name is called, Xueying.
"... So, should I call you uncle?"
She stared at him for a long time before timidly speaking.
Chu Yunqi's face was as dark as water, and he took her back to the capital without saying a word, as the daughter of the Duke's palace.
From then on, the two of them treated each other as uncle and nephew, and kept silent about the past.
It was not until half a year later that Chu Yunqi saw his nephew holding Xueying's hand and solemnly placing a jade pendant into her palm under the plum tree in front of the court.
She lowered her head slightly, the tips of her ears turned red, but did not refuse.
That night, Chu Yunqihan slammed into her boudoir with a cold shadow and pressed her against the carved door and window, with an undercurrent surging in his eyes:
"You agreed to him, then who am I? Uncle? Or your lover?"
Intention: Love yourself
Reader comments
After seeing everyone's comments, I decided to explain it, and it's not just to make someone miserable.
I wanted to write my own XP and post it casually, but many of the settings I wanted to write couldn't be written in Jinjiang.
The first one was scolded for a whole day. The second one, Fake Princess, was asked to make corrections and locked up for several months just after it was published. Later, the serialization period was changed and was chased by complaints and reports. During the serialization period, basically every week, I faced various reports from the background, and the editor also watched the revision of each chapter. I changed it, but what I finally wrote was completely different from what I had imagined. The plot was completely different, and it became more and more painful in the later stages of the serialization. I wrote it wherever I dreamed. The readers who received the early preview should have discovered that I revised the copy many times during the serialization of Fake Princess, and I had no choice but to change it.
By the third book, I also felt that this was not a problem with Jinjiang, but my XP was not suitable for Jinjiang, and it was not suitable for writing. In other words, The Fake Princess was my turning point. It was the book that made me the most money, and it was also the one that got me the most scolding. From Fake Princess onwards, as soon as I reached the turning point in the relationship between the male and female protagonists, my mind was frozen and I couldn't write anything. I have talked with my friends many times, but there is no solution. In Xiangyi's book, the male and female protagonists were completely stuck when their relationship changed. I had ideas in my mind but couldn't write. I just happened to have a problem at work and my health was not good, so I quit my job and stayed at home, slowly finishing it. Including this book, it was locked for nearly 2 days when I entered V. My spirit completely collapsed. I deleted the 18,000-word chapter to 9,000 words. I didn't sleep all night that day. I revised it 30 times and it failed to pass the review. As a result, it was released inexplicably when I was about to give up. The next day I cried until my chest hurt and I couldn't breathe. I went to the hospital to check that my body had become somatized.
Either I want to be miserable, or I realize that I am not suitable for the platform of Jinjiang. My XP is niche and not suitable for writing on a public platform. So I plan to leave Jinjiang later and write for my own entertainment and show it to my friends, and I will not publish it on a public platform for people to judge.
For me, a fake princess can become a fake princess or a fake princess. The one I have the most expressive desire and favorite has been completely ruined. Every time I write it, I feel like I am dancing with shackles.
I can't write anymore, and I can only say sorry to everyone. The money to solve the problem will be refunded. Readers who made comments in the comment area will also withdraw their comments one by one, but I won't write anymore. From now on, it's enough for me to entertain myself.
After seeing everyone's comments, I decided to explain it, and it's not just to make someone miserable. I wanted to write my own XP and post it casually, but many of the settings I wanted to write couldn't be written in Jinjiang. The first one was scolded for a whole day. The second one, Fake Princess, was asked to make corrections and locked up for several months just after it was published. Later, the serialization period was changed and was chased by complaints and reports. During the serialization period, basically every week, I faced various reports from the background, and the editor also watched the revision of each chapter. I changed it, but what I finally wrote was completely different from what I had imagined. The plot was completely different, and it became more and more painful in the later stages of the serialization. I wrote it wherever I dreamed. The readers who received the early preview should have discovered that I revised the copy many times during the serialization of Fake Princess, and I had no choice but to change it. By the third book, I also felt that this was not a problem with Jinjiang, but my XP was not suitable for Jinjiang, and it was not suitable for writing. In other words, The Fake Princess was my turning point. It was the book that made me the most money, and it was also the one that got me the most scolding. From Fake Princess onwards, as soon as I reached the turning point in the relationship between the male and female protagonists, my mind was frozen and I couldn't write anything. I have talked with my friends many times, but there is no solution. In Xiangyi's book, the male and female protagonists were completely stuck when their relationship changed. I had ideas in my mind but couldn't write. I just happened to have a problem at work and my health was not good, so I quit my job and stayed at home, slowly finishing it. Including this book, it was locked for nearly 2 days when I entered V. My spirit completely collapsed. I deleted the 18,000-word chapter to 9,000 words. I didn't sleep all night that day. I revised it 30 times and it failed to pass the review. As a result, it was released inexplicably when I was about to give up. The next day I cried until my chest hurt and I couldn't breathe. I went to the hospital to check that my body had become somatized. Either I want to be miserable, or I realize that I am not suitable for the platform of Jinjiang. My XP is niche and not suitable for writing on a public platform. So I plan to leave Jinjiang later and write for my own entertainment and show it to my friends, and I will not publish it on a public platform for people to judge. For me, a fake princess can become a fake princess or a fake princess. The one I have the most expressive desire and favorite has been completely ruined. Every time I write it, I feel like I am dancing with shackles. I can't write anymore, and I can only say sorry to everyone. The money to solve the problem will be refunded. Readers who made comments in the comment area will also withdraw their comments one by one, but I won't write anymore. From now on, it's enough for me to entertain myself.