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When Princess Yongning was seventeen years old, she buried a jar under the palace wall. She thought that what was hidden was the girl's thoughts, but she didn't know that it contained the snow and sweetness of two people's lives.

In the twelfth lunar month of the seventeenth year of Yongchang, a heavy snowfall covered Chang'an. On the day when Lin Lang, the prime minister's daughter, tried on her wedding dress, the imperial guards trampled the red plum blossoms in Qiwu Courtyard. A single charge of "collaboration with the enemy" brought down the century-old Lin family in an instant. The men were exiled and the women worked as prostitutes. The alizarin red wedding dress was lying on the ground, like blood and tears. Shen Qinghe, a childhood sweetheart, let go of her hand: "Alang... I just went wrong." But Pei Yan, her father's sworn enemy in the court, came with a lantern on a snowy night and put a jade pendant into her palm: "Do you want to live? Do you want to vindicate the Lin family?" "I want you to live and become the sharpest blade piercing the truth." From then on, the pearl of the prime minister's mansion "died" in a fire in the woodshed, and a woman named Su Wan was born in Yangzhou Medical Clinic. She used silver needles as swords and herbs as armor, and was reborn in the fragrance of herbs. But when the truth was revealed, the enemy was out to kill her, and the new emperor wanted to grant her glory, she took off her fine clothes and picked up her medicine box. "Your Majesty," the former crown princess who has become the queen asked her, "do you want the justice that you risked your life to fight for?" Lin Lang looked back at the majestic palace and smiled softly: "The justice I want is never in Chang'an." Snow covers Chang'an, burying all the prosperity and injustice; The benevolence of doctors will eventually turn the spring breeze into relief.

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At my best friend's wedding, I was called out in public by my sworn enemy: "You were the one who ran away after we kissed on the playground ten years ago, right?" The audience's attention was focused instantly, and the chicken drumstick in my hand fell to the ground with a "snap". No... He was just drunk and having fun back then. Why does he hold a grudge to this day? ! Seeing that my best friend was about to be attacked, I raised my hand bravely and said, "Dear me! Come to me!" As a result, the emcee suddenly shouted: "Kiss the best man and bridesmaid!" The parents of both families took the lead in applauding, and even the ring boy was jumping around holding the ring box. Later I discovered-- The seats on the invitation were deliberately arranged, the bouquet was aimed at me, and even the power outage was caused by my mother. And the "grudge-holding" best man was slowly wiping the cream on the corner of my mouth with a smile: "This time, neither the chicken legs nor the people can escape."