Who and Zhuang Mei

Zhuang Mei, 26 years old, has one son, Mrs. Pingyang Hou. At this time, she sat upright with her eyebrows lowered, Holding the half-warm tea bowl in his hand, he quietly listened to the story told by the extremely delicate and beautiful woman in front of him. It's just another story about lovers finally getting married. Zhuang Mei had heard stories like this many times, and there was nothing new about them. If anything, Zhuang Mei gently lifted her long eyelashes, Looking at the woman in front of me, It's just that the identity of the male protagonist in this story is special. Particularly noble, aristocratic families, inheriting titles; Particularly conspicuous, he is well-known in Beijing for his warm nature and cold bones, and his calm and steady appearance. One of the two treasures of the capital in the past, the famous Flower of the Kaoling, Today's Marquis Pingyang, He is also the father of her son and her husband. Those who are favored feel confident. Although the woman standing on the ground is just the aunt in the mansion now, Facing her, Mrs. Hou, Pride and integrity are on full display. Finally, she raised her delicate and stubborn neck and looked at Zhuang Mei unscrupulously, "Madam, you are rich and noble, and you have everything. How do you know the pain of the Marquis and the grievances of my concubine over the years?" "Of course you can talk about family dignity, but that's just because—— You have never been in love, and you don't understand the pain of not being able to stay together even though your love is as deep as the sea! " Zhuang Mei then put down the tea bowl and raised her watery eyes, Extremely sparkling. She - never loved? She - doesn't understand? * Song Yan, 30 years old, has not yet married. In the past, he was the eldest son of the Duke of Guo, and the first of the two jade stones in the capital. Unexpectedly, everything turned upside down overnight; Once he was in trouble, he was exiled to Lingnan. After two years of exile and seven years of bloodshed on the battlefield, Now that the feudal lord has returned, he is a general and records the affairs of the minister. After leaving Beijing nine years ago, Song Yan was shackled and everyone avoided him. When he returned to Beijing nine years later, he threw fruit into his cart and the whole city burst into joy. Song Yan, who was riding on a black horse, looked at the excitement indifferently. As if it had nothing to do with him. Until—— see her. Song Yan passed by without squinting his eyes. Only the scar on his brow bone suddenly appeared, All his indifference was instantly torn apart. Until the deerskin soap boots step on the white jade steps to meet the saint, Song Yan had a question swirling in his mind: What should he do - strangle her to death! Still, Still Hold her tightly in your arms and love her ——A lifetime. (Screenshot of copywriting saved on 2026-8-4) Purpose: Lovers get married