Note:
1: Group portrait essay
2: All the CPs in the book are Shuang Jie
3: Machiavellianism + micro-jianghu.
Yun Zhao, the proud son of heaven, disguised himself as his mother to search for famous doctors. When he first entered the world of martial arts, in a dimly lit place, he and the cold and flamboyant woman Chu Yu formed a bond of laughter and laughter over a jade pendant.
"Whoever wins gets it!" It's a joke, but it's like a prophecy, lingering around for half a lifetime. She is her destined love and her natural enemy
Over the years, the situation in Shu has risen again. She is the future king who is ordered to investigate the case, and she is the head of the escort agency who protects the orphans.
A "true and false" marriage, a couple who have been in the same bed but have different dreams for three years.
"The highest to the bright sun and the moon, the closest relatives to the distant husband and wife"
She investigates secretly and works every step of the way; she works hard and sets up defenses everywhere.
Sincerity struggles between suspicion and calculation, love is entangled with family hatred and national hatred, and love grows out of intrigue.
There is tenderness between the ears and temples; there are murderous intentions beside the pillow.
The blood dyed the golden blade, and she personally held the blade to end the evil fate that had been entangled for half her life.
But what came to their minds was that back then, when the red candle tent was warm, she joked that she was "willing to be hired by the country."
The two drank together and had a good night.
When the Emperor Star fell, Fang was shocked to realize that there was a sinister hand behind the scenes, and everything was a chess game for others.
Although the traitor was punished and the injustice was over, the man has passed away, and the lonely palace wall is left empty, with the cold west wind and rain, and endless regrets about separation.
Ten years of grievances and hatreds, one day the soul is gone. The highest to the bright sun and the moon, the closest relatives to the distant husband and wife.
Who betrayed whose sincerity? Who paid for whom by mistake?
When the truth carries belated regret and pierces their hearts, can they still find a glimmer of redemption in the whirlpool of fate? Or, only the flames of death can completely burn this fate that has entangled us for a lifetime?
"Chu Yu, you and I are natural enemies."
We once discussed the shadow of the sword together as young plums, but now we are fighting for life and death in this world.
The west wind does not dissipate people's hatred, but it still rolls in the remaining clouds and urges cold rain.
I miss Youyou and hate Youyou
Everyone pays by mistake, the west wind curls up in autumn
Purpose: In the face of the righteousness of family and country, how can children love each other forever?
