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When the lilies in Hanjiao Palace were in full bloom, Yurao thought it was a lifelong promise. Jun Yi stroked the petals with his fingertips, and his tone was so gentle that it could drown people: "Rao'er, I will protect you for the rest of your life." But the emperor's oath turned out to be the sharpest knife in the world. The imperial edict of confiscating the house pierced the morning light, the cold wind in the cold palace cracked the skin, and the former vows of eternal love were broken into pieces lighter than lily petals. She huddled up on the cold wooden bed, listening to the wind and snow beating on the window lattice, and there was only a dead silence in her heart - Jun Yi, you said it carefully, it turns out that you are making my life worse than death. After three years of hiding from the world in Jiangnan, she thought she had cut off the past, but when she caught a glimpse of that familiar slender figure on the street, she was completely defeated. Under the willow tree, the man in bright yellow clothes with majestic eyebrows was looking at her with the same hot eyes, and a silent sigh escaped from his throat: "Rao'er, I was wrong." Love and hate are entangled, life and death are separated. This love, which started with Haitang and ended with Fengxue, was destined to use the country as a bet and the rest of life as a sacrifice from the beginning.

Cheng Chen fell in love again. This is not the saddest thing. The saddest thing is that she has not passed the second grade exam. So such a big sun is still practicing driving, and her friends laugh at her for being a desperate girl. She wants to kill her friend so that she can see what it means to be desperate. But she never expected that she would actually pick up a handsome guy today and happily start her second spring. Jiang Hao never thought in his life that he would meet a woman like Cheng Chen, which was really a fate in his life. "Say it again!" Cheng Chen said through gritted teeth. Jiang Hao immediately put on a standard dog-leg expression: "My dear, I am lucky to meet you." "That's pretty much it."