In the forty-eighth year of Tiansheng's reign, Xu Yan died silently in prison.
The only consciousness she had was as if she had grown legs. Before it completely dissipated, she saw the imperial city's long street stretching for ten miles.
Prime Minister Pei Shenyu and Princess Zhaohe, a talented and beautiful woman, were born for each other.
The people clapped their hands and applauded.
Among the fragmented and bustling voices, Xu Yan vaguely heard them saying that it was she, a village girl who repaid kindness, who had delayed the gods and gods for many years.
Xu Yan sighed: It was Pei Shenyu who knelt down step by step and promised never to let her down.
Alas, liar.
When a person is about to die, the past is like smoke.
Xu Yan vaguely remembered: the red candle brocade tent that day, the young man's thin red cheeks, and the starry and completely sincere gaze in his eyes.
Within a few years, it seemed like he had become a different person.
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When I opened my eyes again, the great sadness had not dissipated.
On the hairpin ring of the bun is a hijab embroidered by Pei Shinyu himself. The stitching is meticulous and careful, embodying the young man's admiration and love.
Xu Yan thought: She would never fall in love with such a fickle person again.
Love fades and hatred lingers.
I just hope that we can be apart from each other, and there will be no more entanglements.
Pei Shenyu, who was dressed in a wedding robe, was filled with sweetness. He finally married Yan Yan, whom he had loved since he was a child.
But when he entered the house, he saw that his newlywed wife had taken off her hijab without waiting for him. There was a coldness and alienation in Yanyan's eyes that he had never seen before.
In the biting cold wind and rustling white snow, no matter how much Pei Shenyu prayed, he could never get the smile from his sweetheart.
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Sc. The male protagonist loves the female protagonist for two lifetimes. He died early in his previous life and took all the blame.
(The original plot was a story about robbery and robbery. There were too many scraps to continue, so I changed it because I didn't want to leave a hole.)
Purpose: Good communication is needed to get along between people.
