Ice muscles and jade bones are originally calamities, silver needles and white hair are all ruins
On a snowy night in the 24th year of Kangxi's reign, Wan Liuha Ninggu took off his silk hat and let his white hair dye the prime minister's house in the frost and cold.
She held the silver needle like a sword, opposite Nalan Rongruo who coughed up blood and wrote words——
"If you can't keep the young master in this world, Ning Gu will personally give you a ride."
Medical Bureau:
Albinism caused her to be born with less tears, and when she was raised in a hospital, she looked at the world with a cold eye.
But when that person said, "Silver threads are like frost and snow on your temples",
Why does the cinnabar in the medicine box burn more eyes than blood?
Ci Ke Jie
The king he respected gave him poison, and the talented woman he loved gave him arsenic.
Thirty-one years of life, the dilemma of loyalty and filial piety,
There is only one sentence left: "The broken hometown dream cannot come true"...
Chang'an chess
Mingzhu smashed the ancestral tablet in the ancestral hall, and Guan took off the phoenix crown on the wedding night.
And Ning Gu's silver needle hangs at the throat of history——
If a doctor can survive a life, can he survive this world of cannibalism?
A journey through mountains and rivers, but in the end it's not like a young man's journey
Warm reminder:
Please do not go into in-depth research. This article is not a historical novel in the traditional sense. It is a novel that uses the life of Nalan Rongruo as a bone (but the bones are slightly porous) to reconstruct the spiritual dilemma under the shadow of the literary prison of the Kangxi Dynasty and explore the dignity of death and the value of life. In order to express the theme I want to express, I will blur some of the characters in the incident and adjust the weight.
Intention: The doctor sacrifices his life and the poet sacrifices his heart to jointly prove how dignity can survive being crushed by the imperial power.