After the late emperor's funeral, the forces of the Xinxiang lineage, which had been dormant for a long time, poured into the court like a tide.
When the conservative ministers were about to surrender to the eldest prince, Cen Huaizhi had already supported the youngest prince and stood on the high hall.
Cen Huaizhi was ambitious, cunning, despicable and shameless, but she didn't say a word. There was a smile on her face, but her eyes were like falling into an ice cave.
Those who survived tremblingly lay on the ground and shouted "Long live our emperor", not daring to look at the heads rolling down beside them or to smell the blood in the hall.
And Prime Minister Cen, who had outrageous methods, stood in the high hall, covering the eyes of the young emperor, and finally asked for an imperial edict to marry Princess Zhaohua.
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The red makeup is ten miles away, the phoenix crown is beautiful.
The younger brother was regarded as a puppet of the rebellious ministers and traitors overnight, and he was forced to commit himself to marry her, which was not a shame.
Hate, hate! The red hijab covered Chu Lianyin's face, and under her long sleeves was a hairpin tightly clenched, as if she was about to be destroyed by both jade and stone.
It was clear that she was being suppressed, but Chu Lianyin saw the red eyes of the man above him, and he kept muttering: "You don't remember me, why don't you even remember me."
She wanted to cut her into pieces because she was a traitor and a traitor to the court, but she felt a trace of panic and sadness in her heart for no reason.
Chu Lianyin didn't know what she should remember, but she panicked for no reason. She fell seriously ill in her 20th year, and when she woke up she had indeed forgotten many people and things.
Later, the political power in the hands of that person gradually returned to the hands of the emperor.
She finally remembered Jiang Liujing, but Cen Huaizhi, who used to stand in the high hall, had already completed the letter of release, bid farewell to the emperor, resigned from office and left the capital.
"I hate others, but you need to have mercy on me." (Letter from Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures, Han Xiangxun × Chu Qingquan)
The first time I wrote an article, I probably wrote it casually, but this one came out of sudden inspiration. I'm a novice at writing. I don't like to write it off. Thank you~
Intention: True love is invincible