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Meng Zhaohuan always thought that he was the treasure in his father's heart, until the decree of marriage came down. She cried, threw things, and shouted that she wanted to run away from the marriage. But he never thought that he would be greeted by a guard with a cold face and "reluctance" written all over his body - Pei Yan. Little General Pei was extremely frustrated. Since he was a child, he has been looking forward to going to the border to complete the unfinished work with his father and brother. Now, he is trapped in a pile of brocades, working as a bodyguard for an arrogant and willful princess, and has to personally "escort" her to get married? What a shame! She disliked him for being cold and hard as ice, and he disliked her for being delicate and troublesome. She clumsily copied the "beauty trap" in the storybook, praying that he would be soft-hearted and help her escape from the marriage. Day One of the Beauty Trap: Indifferent The second day of the beauty trap: indifferent … One day after a period of time in the beauty trap. She suddenly noticed that his room had been filled with portraits since unknown time. And the woman in the portrait, every frown and every smile, is her. Meng Zhaohuan: ... Huh? * By chance, he learned the truth that his father and brother's bones were buried in the sand. She thought she had seen through his determination to die. Approaching the northern border, in order to keep him safe, she put a drug on his lips and sent someone to take him back to Beijing. "Pei Yan, go to Jiangnan again for me." When he woke up, he was far away from the North. And she embarked on the dead-end road leading to the enemy's country alone. Coming to a foreign country coincides with the death of the old emperor. She was glad that she didn't have to marry someone she didn't like in this life, and it was not an exaggeration to see her end like this. She raised her head and met his smiling eyes unexpectedly. "Zhaozhao, why don't you believe me so much?" Only then did she realize that he had secretly arranged a secret affair with the prince of the enemy country, and that the death of the old emperor was also part of their plan. "Your Highness, it's snowing." "Your Highness, it's cold. Let's go home, to our home." I hope that year after year, people will be like plums and snow, always accompanied by new ones. *Lightly Machiavellian *Little Sun Sister Bao Weibo@ Intention: Caring about family and country, giving up the small self for the greater self