[Proud and smart princess vs lonely and cold gentleman]
[The proud man of heaven cannot get what he asks for, and the flower of the high mountain falls from the altar]
The gentry was strong and the royal family was in decline. Even the emperor's only daughter, Princess Yichang, had to look at the gentry's face.
How can Yichang, which has always had its fair share of wind and rain, endure it? He immediately picked up his baggage and went to Suzhou, under the pretext of studying, but actually looking for allies and marriage.
Gusu has many outstanding people and talents. After much selection, she actually chose Song Mo, the heir to the Song family.
Song Mo was born into the Song family in Gusu, one of the four great aristocratic families. He was handsome, aloof and noble, like a lost and relegated immortal. Such a picky person will naturally want to find a woman with the same elegant temperament and a compatible soul before he can enter this mortal world.
However, Yichang is completely the opposite. She is very extravagant, loves fancy clothes, and has dazzling gold and silver jewelry. She also has slaves and maidservants with her wherever she goes, which is very "vulgar".
No one was optimistic about Yichang, and they all thought that she would learn a lesson after being exposed to ashes a few times, but unexpectedly, watching with cold eyes, the husband of the Song family was actually taken into Yichang's arms!
The two traveled together in a sedan chair and chariot during the day, and whispered by the bridge at night. They were inseparable and inseparable, just like a pair of lovers who fell in love.
Everyone sighed, even the immortals who were relegated to the world have fallen into the mortal world. It is really like "the colorful phoenix follows the crow, and the beautiful flower follows the grass".
A year later, after studying in Yichang, he returned to Jianye, but the person he brought back was not the husband of the Song family, but a child of another aristocratic family, which shocked everyone.
Under the gaze of everyone, the once aloof and aloof man lowered his head for the first time, stopped the carriage in Yichang and asked, "Why him?"
Yichang smiled slightly and said calmly: "Yi Xue has a good temper and gets along well with me."
As the car curtain fell, the once relegated immortal was now just an ordinary person who couldn't get what he wanted.
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As the heir to the Song family in Gusu, Song Mo lived a smooth life. His only worry was that he didn't want to be an official but wanted to go up the mountain and become a Taoist priest.
However, the appearance of Yichang disrupted everything for him. She was worldly and overbearing, like a blazing flame. She turned all his indifference into water without any courtesy, and then left proudly with her head held high, leaving him at a loss.
He thought he would hate her, because his face was like a worthless rag being rubbed on the ground by her, but when he dreamed about it at midnight, he still remembered her sweet smile.
No matter how he convinced himself, he still went to Jianye. He only needed to take a look at it, and he would give up after just one look.
From now on, bridges will return to bridges, and roads will return to roads.
But when it came to Jianye, it was widely circulated that the Princess of Yichang and the Prince of Sang "walked together in a sedan chair and chariot during the day, and whispered by the bridge at night, like glue and lacquer, inseparable."
The strings in his hand broke, and he suddenly felt lost. He could no longer be the relegated immortal left in the world.
He hates, hates the princess for being sentimental.
Hating that the princess does not belong to him.
Yichang belongs to him.
Intention: All kinds of emotions in the world begin, but the wind moves and the flags move.
