In the twenty-first year of Xingping, it was late autumn.
I don't know that Qiongshan is still green in spring. Emperor Tang Xijin and her nephew went out to autumn, but they saw a sliver of white deep in the forest.
The woman seemed like a ghost in the mountains, or like snow in the world. Her clothes seemed to have been soaked by the mountain fog, and her outline was so hazy that she could not see clearly, as if she would disappear in the mountains and fields in the next moment.
The emperor brought her back to the palace, named her Concubine Ye Chen, and gave her the nickname "Ling Ling".
He originally thought that the ancient books about mistaking the country for a woman were a joke, but he didn't expect that he had already fallen.
He rebuilt the Changle Palace, making it extremely luxurious and far beyond the standards; he spent three days in the morning and went to the late Gui in the western suburbs for her with his own hands; even when she casually mentioned that "the palace is boring", he immediately ordered people to collect all kinds of rare treasures, just to make the girl smile.
All civil and military officials in the dynasty said that the emperor was ridiculous, but when Tang Xijin looked at her plain features, he felt that even if he gave her the world to play with, it would not be enough to offset the occasional curling of her lips.
But he never dared to ask, "Do you have me in your heart?"
He was afraid that she would lower her eyes and not answer, and even more afraid that she would raise her eyes and say "no".
Ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and Tang Xijin's temples have long been stained with frost, but the woman still looks the same as when she first met, with not even a single fine line at the corners of her eyes. Time has never left a trace on her body.
The emperor was lying on the sickbed, holding the hem of her skirt with his thin hands, and said in a voice as breathless as a gossamer: "Lingling, are you willing to return to the netherworld with me so that I can stay with you forever?"
The woman looked at him silently for a long time, then gently shook her head.
Before closing his eyes, the emperor lay dying on the couch, watching the woman weep while a pair of well-joined hands stretched out from behind her and gently took her into his arms.
The owner of those hands is his prince, Tang Xiyan.
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In the history books, Tang Xiyan is the foolish king who killed his father and the sinner who pushed the Daxuan Dynasty into the grave.
The historical pen is like a knife, cutting the truth.
No one knew that that shocking infamy was just an eternal crime he had committed for one person.
Autumn rain, autumn rain, day and night, drop by drop.
The new emperor Tang Xiyan ascended the throne and changed the name to "Yongning".
The court situation was in turmoil, and Ye Qing disappeared into the palace like a snowflake.
The three words "Fei Chen" have become a palace secret, and no one dares to mention it anymore.
Until the second year of Yongning.
The rain hit the forest, with thousands of sounds, and the sound of horse hooves passing through the rain curtain. It was not a business trip, nor a woodcutter, but a net that had finally been tightened, arriving at this almost forgotten mountainside town.
The soaked new emperor stood outside the door, looking at her from a distance.
The voice was mute, wrapped in wind and rain, and mixed with obsessions that had not changed in ten years.
——"Found you."
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The fifteenth year of Yongning, winter, Luocheng.
The flags of the rebel army dyed half the sky red.
The leading general was wearing cold armor and his eyebrows were as sharp as knives. He was Shen Xu.
The future emperor whom Tingfeng talked about had already entered Luo City and was facing the last emperor of Daxuan.
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Ye Qing once wanted a love like a home invasion.
And then it came true.
... Although in a strange way.
No one told her that she would be bought for zero yuan after time travel, but it seemed normal in ancient times...
Once I traveled through time, before I could figure out where I was, I was inexplicably packed away by the old emperor, and from then on I lived a happy life of fine clothing and fine food (ancient version)
Wait, could it be that the script I got was for the heroine?
After discussing it with the editor, the time to enter v will be next Friday, and there will be 3-in-1 10,000 updates that day!
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1. It is an inexplicable concubine simulator...
(Article about robbery by force) (There are many red flags, please eat with caution) (Article about the beloved wife) (Written by a soldier without an outline, it counts)
2. Staged 1v1, both the female protagonist and the male protagonist are non-c. The non-c here refers to Tang Xijin, and the other male protagonists are all c (the version for the female protagonist to keep her body as pure as jade) (please don't worry). The male protagonists are the stereotype of feudal daddy (but: love brain version), and there is an age difference with some of the male protagonists. If you mind, please eat with caution.
3. The heroine is a heartthrob, a type of Mingyue, yes, it is the famous form. Everyone told me to follow that classification obediently. The heroine's attraction to the male protagonists is in a Schrödinger state. The story in the copywriting is estimated to be a long time later (yes). The full text is about 200 chapters, and the plot is relatively slow (there will be court drama, and the volume is relatively large)
4. The age of the heroine has always been fixed at the time of time travel. She is immortal in a universal sense. Except for her hair growing longer, everything else remains unchanged.
5. I forgot to mention this. The heroine can kill the king, so everyone can guess who to kill.
6. The crown prince (Dang Xiyeon) will have a crown princess, but only in name.
Purpose: I wish people to always do what they want to do
