The Third Year of Marriage Exchange

[Uncle and Nephew Xiong Jing|Chasing Wife Crematorium|Second Male Leading] [The copywriting of the next book "Regret" is at the bottom, please add it to your collection] Throughout his life, Chen Xuzhi was not close to his mother and concubine, his father was not close to him, and he had no contact with his brother after he ascended the throne. Self-denial, return to propriety, and act alone with caution. Everyone knows that he is dedicated to the Buddha. Eighty-one small-leaf red sandalwood beads hang on his wrist all year round. His eyebrows are like snow, he is reserved and reserved, and he is rarely humane. In fact, this is not the case. In addition to the Sacred Heart and Buddha's body, there was also a woman living in his heart. Unfortunately, the woman loved his imperial nephew wholeheartedly and never had anyone else in her eyes. Praying day and night. / Wen Changqing was the orphan of General Hussar. When she was twelve years old, her parents were massacred while guarding Yannan Pass. She was the only one left. She was brought into the palace by the emperor and given the title of Princess Dunyi. She grew up with the prince who was as gentle as jade. The prince treated her gently and carefully, so he never thought that her brother, the prince, whom she liked so much, already had someone he liked, and he even hated her pampering. On the day of the marriage proposal, the prince risked his disobedience and broke off his decades-long engagement with her, making her the laughing stock of the entire capital. Everyone ridiculed her for being an orphan who relied on her father's military exploits to do evil and pampered her. She also tried to destroy the prince and the bright moon in his heart. The people in the palace were disgusted, and all her friends who wanted her were gone. She became a bad person in the capital and could only wait to be driven out of the capital. Everyone thought that this matter would end with the pampered Princess Dunyi being put on the back burner, but they did not expect that Chen Xuzhi, the royal Buddhist son who never cared about anything and devoted himself to the Buddha, seemed to have no emotions or desires, would take action. It was snowing heavily at night, and the man walked on the snowy road, carried the imperial edict of the late emperor into the palace, and had a deep talk with the emperor all night long. The next day, the imperial edict granting marriage spread throughout the capital—— Princess Dunyi offered marriage to Prince Yong, Chen Xuzhi. / The gentle and arrogant prince didn't know why the emperor's uncle, who never asked about anything, agreed to marry the indulgent Wen Changqing. He married his gentle sweetheart, and the big stone in his heart finally fell. But three years later, he met Wen Changqing and Chen Xuzhi again. Tired from the journey, Wen Changqing's head was dizzy from being jolted by the carriage. The person who had just been indifferent and courteous in front of him kicked his shoes in front of Chen Xuzhi, pouting his beautiful lips and blaming her for not laying down a cotton pad. The palace people despised her pampering, and she was rejected by the prince without learning a lesson. Everyone thought that Chen Xuzhi would also be impatient. But he saw the mortal Buddha with straight eyebrows. He bent down, his hand curled up with Buddhist beads, and he put on the embroidered shoes for Wen Changqing affectionately, and said indulgently: "It's my fault, don't catch cold." After saying this, he coaxed, "The harvest in the southeastern countries this year is not good and the tribute is insufficient. I will prepare more next year." The prince watched quietly, his heart clogged. He was inexplicably jealous. He was jealous that it was not him who inherited Wen Changqing's temper, but someone else. - Eighteen-year-old Chen Xuzhi, in a dark room in confinement, with the Heart Sutra and the Buddha on his back, wrote down his secret love, which he could not escape. ——Witnessed by gods and Buddhas, my heart is happy with my nephew and daughter-in-law, even if I die, I will never leave it, but my heart will be warm and evergreen, and I will die without regrets, from the bottom of my nose. | Past and present life, not rebirth —— Bring an advance copy of "Regret" and write the next one✍🏻 In the fifth year after being sent to Fu Yuan, everyone in Beijing knew that the Fu family had gained a young lady and the palace had lost a tainted princess. When Xue Rongzhao first came to Fuyuan, she knew that a place where she could live under the care of others would no longer be worse than the palace of growth. Her status as a disastrous princess had become her only source of support for her current situation... But she didn't expect that the young master of the Fu family, who was about the same age as her, spoiled her to the point where everyone thought they would get married. They went in and out and never separated, until the fifth year... The real apple of the palace, the young master of the Fu family, the little green plum came to Fu Yuan and fell into the water. She woke up and said hoarsely: "Sister Zhao, I know the people in the palace are not good to you, but I give you clothes in winter and ice in summer. Why did you push me into the water? I made it clear early on that I have no personal relationship with Mr. Fu!" The dirty water was poured on Xue Rongzhao. But who will believe her? How could the princess of the emperor's noble family slander a bastard who didn't know where he came from? Xue Rongzhao was at a loss and was so scared that she looked at the Fu Xun family who always loved her, but she only saw a cold and cold look. He didn't believe her either. Xue Rongzhao thought in despair that the cotton-padded clothes she gave were all stuffed with reed flowers, but the embroidery shop treated her harshly because the princess had given them as gifts. She had no winter clothes and had to endure them year after year. What she sent was not ice cubes, but hot coals, and the people in the Palace of the Sun watched her burn them down. She didn't... Nor did she push the princess into the water, nor was she jealous or resentful. But no one believed Xue Rongzhao. The Fu Xun family said disappointedly: "I thought you were innocent and kind, but I didn't expect you to have such bad conduct!" The words of the princess and the words of the Fu Xun family completely nailed Xue Rongzhao's evil deeds. Everyone shouted and beat her overnight. The future master of the Fu family once spat her into the mud because she held her in his arms. After all, because of the emperor's entrustment, the Fu family could not turn a blind eye. A carriage took her to Yingchuan to marry Fu Chengxue, who had moved to Beijing in the early years and was still studying. The days are as ordinary as water. In the third year of their marriage, Fu Chengxue went to Beijing for a trial, and Xue Rongzhao accompanied him. The emperor ordered Fu Chengxue and others to enter the palace to name them. Outside the palace examination, Xue Rongzhao met Fu Xun's family. He had inherited the title long ago and entered the court as an official among ten thousand people. Xue Rongzhao didn't look at him, but held Fu Chengxue's hand worriedly, and asked with concern: "Are you okay? Are you nervous? You will definitely be the number one scholar." Fu Chengxue smiled and said: "Your Highness, Princess, is blessed with golden branches and jade leaves. I will do my best to ensure that everything goes as planned for Your Highness." Xue Rongzhao's ears were slightly red, and he held her hand. Even though she had been married for many years, she was still not used to being called her princess with such respect. Mr. Fu, who had always been arrogant, looked at Fu Chengxue and Xue Rongzhao holding hands of trust, his eyes deepened. It was clear that Xue Rongzhao and the husband he carefully selected were on the same page, and the Fu Xun family should be happy, but he watched quietly, jealousy burning slowly. I can't accept that the apple of my eye is now in the hands of others. At this moment, Mr. Fu, he regretted it. Intention: Clear away the clouds and see the treasure