[Princess x Crown Prince] [Click a star for your favorite baby]
When Ning Huaizhen first met Song Zhiyan, he thought she couldn't lift her legs or walk, so he thought to forget it and just fool her.
Song Zhiyan: I want to take you back.
Ning Huaizhen: I am a good person.
Song Zhiyan: I want to arrest you.
Ning Huaizhen: I have a headache.
Later, there were bonfires everywhere, but he proposed that he and Song Zhiyan should become brothers.
Song Zhiyan: Brother, I can't do that! I'm a woman! Not to mention brothers, it's even difficult to get married!
Under the bright lights, the gauze slipped from his hands. He was glad that it happened to be her. Fortunately, it was her.
Ning Huaizhen's eyes were as calm and soft as moonlight. When Song Zhiyan was about to step into the palace, he suddenly called out softly: "Mingtang."
Song Zhiyan rolled his eyes, walked to Ning Huaizhen, and raised his head: "Prince Ning, you have exceeded the rules. There are only two kinds of people in the world who can call me a title, one is a close relative of the royal family, and the other is..."
"What's the other one?"
"My consort. I think Prince Ning has no chance of the former. If you don't want to be punished, why not consider the latter?"
Ning Huaizhen smiled lightly, leaned down and said, "Is there a third kind of person?"
"What?"
"Ning's Huaizhen, Princess Mingtang, can you agree?"
I have never walked outside Chang'an, and when I slipped out once in a while, I met someone I will never forget.
Under the dynasty, everyone wants to stretch out a hand and overturn this random chessboard, and you are the confidence for me to fight.
The pear blossoms are flying, and the black hair is like residual snow. Song Zhiyan stood on tiptoes, kissed Ning Huaizhen on the lips, and said with tears, "Wait until I come back."
He knew she might not come back.
Under the eaves in front of the corridor, Song Zhiyan did not open the window. Ning Huaizhen clenched his fists and finally said only, "Wait until I come back."
She knew he might not come back.
Who can escape a dead game?
"In the past, when it was windy or rainy, I would walk alone with an umbrella. Later, I never had to worry about the rain when I went out, because I knew there would be someone holding an umbrella to pick me up."
In Dachengming Temple, thousands of ever-bright lanterns are enshrined to help millions of soldiers through reincarnation.
When Song Zhiyan left the temple, the sky was gray, misty and rainy, and there was a little white snow.
She turned around and looked back. The man holding the umbrella was standing under the curtain of rain, with a smile in his eyes.
Every time I look back, you are there.
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1. He! He! He! Double strength! Double c double clean, 1v1
2. Alternate history, alternate history, alternate history
3. Part of the official system is based on the Tang Dynasty, and some private institutions are left. Do not conduct research.
4. It's still a copy that I can't write (crying). It probably means something like this, a story about family, country and world (I like it very much). I may change it in the future.
Purpose: Family, country and world
