Wan Yunci

The fourth prince of the Zhao Dynasty, Jin Wang Mu Beijue, who was stationed at the border, accidentally rescued Su Ming, a city girl, on his way back to the capital at the emperor's birthday party. He found out that it was Bai Yueguang whom he had longed for for many years, so he took her home to raise her. Su Ming was lively and cute, but in front of him, she was like a tortoise that always had to retract into its shell. She wanted to leave but didn't dare to leave, so she had no choice but to stay. Mu Beijue's careful care and dedication made her start to open up her heart, and slowly developed feelings for him. Unknowingly, she showed her feelings. She faced her feelings, confirmed her heart, and never looked back. No matter how hard it was, mountains and fires could not stop her. But God seemed to be particularly cruel to her, giving her a thunderous blow when she finally fell into happiness. When she learned that the male protagonist was her enemy, she became cruel and killed her enemy with her own hands. However, the shell of hatred with love as its core is not so easy to break... Theater 1: "Are you feeling better?" "Already ready" "So fast" "It's the prince who is the good introduction to medicine." "My king's medicine introduction is so good, how are you going to repay me?" "Thank you..." "Stop! Ah Ming, it's too perfunctory to talk about it." His fox eyes reflected the way she rubbed her fingers uneasily, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, "I... I, my concubine, will cook for the prince..." "The palace has a cook" "Then... Your Majesty, you have worked so hard. You should be tired. I will give you a pat on the back." "I am wasting my efforts, what's the use of beating my back!" What should I do? She was a little anxious. As the saying goes, a drop of water should repay a favor with a spring. She had already received someone's kindness from a spring, so she had to repay it with the sea, but here is not close to the sea... "Think again!" Theater 2: Mu Beijue looked sideways at her, then looked up at the moon and said: "Tonight the moon is big and round, and the people next to me are beautiful and charming." "Oh my God, Tanlang, what kind of poem is this? No wonder King Jing wants to burn it for you. This is too..." "Too what?" "Too rough!" "This king is realistic" "That's too devoid of beauty. Only poetry is beauty." "Hahaha"! "What are you laughing at?" "I don't know, Ah Ming, the poem just now is free, but if you want to unlock the beautiful ones," he grinned, "you have to pay!" "Huh?" Her eyes widened. "What, you don't want to? Then don't try to pry into my talent." The waves in her eyes swirled a few times and she asked "I wonder how Tanlang charges?" "As much sincerity as Ah Ming has, I have as much inspiration as I do." She thought for a moment, picked up a moon cake on the table, and brought it to his lips He leaned over and took a bite, chewing it carefully and elegantly, as if he was enjoying it, but also seemed to be thinking about it. With a smile, he casually took the mooncake and put it aside, put his arm around her waist, raised her chin, lowered his eyebrows and smiled, and slowly came closer until the sweet fragrance of the mooncake in his mouth melted away, and he was surrounded by the fragrance of jasmine. The sound of crickets in the grass stopped unconsciously, and the golden wind shattered the full moon in the lake. A fish saw a few osmanthus petals falling on the lake, and its eyes lit up. That was its food! "A-Ming is sincere and I won't lie to you. Listen carefully: The moon hangs in the sky and shines in the sky, and the osmanthus soul falls into the mirror lake in the wind. Chang'e smiled and cast herself into the crisp moon, submerging the taste of the human world. " Ah Ming, I want to be a couple for the rest of my life. I have no subjects or concubines. You are just my Ah Ming. Ah Ming, remember, you can die only after I die We are married as husband and wife, and from now on we will live forever! From now on, you are my wife, Mu Beijue, my only wife! Prince, you can't die without my permission, okay... Concept: a palace fight experienced by a male protagonist who doesn't like palace fights