A blood-stained dragon and phoenix pendant throws modern lovers into a bloody conspiracy.
She became the princess of the enemy's country, and he turned into an iron-fisted tyrant. Three years of love became a disaster, and the love was buried in the nine palaces.
When the phoenix crown and harem broke into the spring beauty of the dragon couch, Ji Zhaoyun tore up the marriage certificate and sneered: "Your Majesty, do you know that marrying a princess is the best at killing people's hearts?"
Take off your skirt and turn it into a sharp blade, and your snowy breasts and slender waist are all used for killing moves:
The gauze soaked in the spring mist in the imperial pond sticks to the palm of the prime minister's hand, the jade feet in the peonies hook the girdle of the military advisor, and the poisonous wine at the night banquet is held in the red lips and passed to the enemy.
On the nine-level high platform, she stepped on Gu Yan's blood-stained dragon robe and chuckled: "Of the thirty-six strategies taught by the tyrant, this beauty trick is the best."
When the aphrodisiac scent mixed with the smell of rust spreads in the dragon bed
In this bloody obsession, whose heartbeat disrupts the killing sequence first?
Tyrant's Cage × Poisonous Moonlight × Crazy Military Advisor?
The Jedi's counterattack with beauty as the blade × the taboo obsession with two-way depravity?
"I want you to hold the country in your hands and kneel down to watch me, Fen Tian"?
(Time travel/revenge cool novel + beautiful, strong and tragic heroine + Shura field literature, high-sugar crematorium with glass slag)
Intention: The sober flower blooming in the abyss of desire will eventually see the true love in the bloody machinations.