In the vast palace corridor on a snowy night, a girl of fifteen or sixteen was lying dying. She was about to die.
Just a year ago, Yin Xuan was the most favored little princess in the palace, getting wind and rain whenever she wanted.
But just because of the wizard's words, Yin Xuan's mother-in-law was beaten to death, and she was also demoted to the sidelines of the palace. She became a descendant of a witch that everyone talked about, and her father, the emperor, and her brothers and sisters abandoned her like a piece of shit.
Her life is like a mote of dust, and no one cares about her.
In the heavy snowfall, a man walked towards her holding an umbrella. With a long body and a jade-like face, he stared at her for a long time. The white robe brushed the ground, and with every step he took, the sound of stepping on snow and broken jade could be heard.
It was actually Xie Ling, the current Heavenly Master.
She knew that he was only over 20 years old, and he was already famous in the Wei Dynasty. Because of his pure and beautiful face, he was also known as the Lingyu Master.
Xie Ling was neither a king nor a minister, but even Emperor Wei respected him.
Almost instinctively, she begged him.
"Xuan'er's body is like duckweed, she only begs the Heavenly Master to save her."
The next day, the news spread like wildfire that the little princess Yin Xuan stayed in the Heavenly Master Xie Ling's Palace.
Xie Ling was different from what outsiders said. He taught her chess, calligraphy and painting, gave her sword skills to protect herself, and patiently coaxed her to drink medicine. This spring and autumn in the palace were Yin Xuan's happiest days.
She thought they liked each other, but when she confessed her longing for him, Xie Ling's face was as cold as ice and he sent her back to the cold palace.
On the day when the prime minister asked for her hand in marriage, she dressed in white and ran desperately to the Heavenly Master Xie Ling, looking directly into his eyes.
"Xie Ling, have you ever had feelings for me for a moment?" Her voice was choked with sobs, her eyes were red, and she looked at him like this.
"There is never any affection between brothers and sisters." Yun Danfeng said these words softly, and he never appeared again even when sending off the bride.
She got on someone else's sedan chair.
Even though they were living together, in the eyes of outsiders, she and the prime minister's son were a deeply in love and a perfect couple.
Later, she never expected that the innocent Xie Ling would sit on the dragon chair, looking at her with a lustful look in his eyes.
This time, Yin Xuan stepped into his bedroom again, her slender body trembling, and she looked at him with tears in her eyes.
"I hope Your Majesty, for the sake of our old brother-sister relationship, will spare the life of my husband..."
On the dragon chair, Xie Ling was dressed in black clothes, his eyebrows were slanted on his temples, his face was darkened, and his beautiful face now only made people shudder.
"You and I are not relatives, so how can we have a brother-sister relationship?"
Just like before, Xie Ling lost all her previous composure, but took off her clothes one after another with her own hands...
Purpose: Love others first, love yourself first
