[Meek, cruel and orphaned girl × The scheming and passionate son of a subjugated country]
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During the Taishang period, the great shaman Jin of Yinlingtai was most effective in predicting God's will. He said that the young master Su would ascend the throne and become king.
Two years later, the great witch Jin fell from the stage and died after leaking secrets. The young master Su became the son of a subjugated country and lived among the people.
In a place where the mountains and rivers are broken and the grass is desolate, a cat disrupts the current chess game.
The person opposite broke the silence: "The road to national restoration has reached an impasse. How do you plan to solve it?"
Bai Su glanced at Xiao Nanzhi next to her, carefully picked her up and put her on the chessboard: "You have the chess pieces in your hand, and you will have no regrets when you make a move."
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Nanzhi is the legitimate princess and was supposed to have a good life, but her mother and uncle abandoned her in the snow.
Fortunately, the young master Bai Su passed by and picked her up. Not long after the peaceful days, her life experience was hunted down by powerful officials, and Bai Su conspired to send her out of the palace.
After the fall of the country, in a remote mountain village, when she was young, she met Bai Su, whose pseudonym was Shen Yan. Her eyes never left her and she was amazed throughout her life. The military talisman he entrusted became the beginning of her ambition.
The two men met each other in the passing of a white horse, and the military symbols, restoration of the country, and conspiracy pulled their hearts.
Looking at Bai Su who was trapped in the dark room by himself, Nanzhi will always remember what he looked like when they met him for the first time in the mountain village:
When she appeared in the woodshed with the medicine, Bai Su had been beaten severely and was unable to stand up.
He looked at the medicine and asked her: "Can you help me?"
Jiang Cao carefully applied the medicine to the wound on his back. Seeing that the skin behind him was trembling slightly, her fingertips became even gentler.
He slowly put on his clothes and looked at her timidly: "What's your name?"
She shyly whispered: "."
Yes, after so many years, she has long been the grass growing in the wild. How can she still be the southern branch in the cold palace?
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[Welcome to move next door to "The Fall of the Bad Sex" (Fake Bones), "Escape from Marriage and the Immortal Path without Accepting", "I Want to Be the Sweet Pet of My Rival"~~]
Intention: Don't wait for mercy, forge ahead on your own
