The Cold-Hearted Imperial Uncle

The style of this novel: not serious, not a fluffy, naive romance, and not dark. The story has no structure at all, and the author’s crude writing is hardly fit for polite company. It’s long, full of pointless chatter, and has no central theme. There’s no foreshadowing either. It’s basically just a doodle. The characters are simple, the plot is melodramatic, and the writing is absolutely low-grade. The author’s character is open to question. I hope anyone lucky enough to read this novel will bear with me. [78091032] This is Zhaoye’s group. If you like Coldhearted Royal Uncle, come join me! Here’s a slightly more normal introduction. She is a special forces soldier who transmigrated a thousand years into the past. After enduring countless bloody trials in her previous life, she became strong and unyielding in this one. Once she has made up her mind, she will never let go, even if it defies the laws of heaven. He is a prince of the Feng Kingdom, cold and merciless, like an ancient glacier that will never melt. Beautiful, aloof, and lonely! The misery he suffered as a child, his own father’s schemes, and his brothers’ rejection have convinced him that no one in this world truly cares for him. His world is nothing but darkness, without a glimmer of light. But is that really all there is to it? Why does his heart tremble whenever he hears her call him “Royal Uncle”? Why does the deepest corner of his heart begin to crack…? What is it? Scene One “I’m good at music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. My poetry and lyrics are passable too. I can also rock climb, ski, shoot, and dive. Royal Uncle, don’t you think every man would be scrambling to marry a wonderful girl like me?” “…” Scene Two “Royal Uncle, if there’s another life, you can still be a prince, but I don’t want to be a princess again. I’d rather become a firefly, appearing just in time whenever you’re afraid of the dark. Or I could wait for you in the grass on a summer night, hoping you’ll come catch me.” “…” Scene Three “I still can’t remember my own name, which is unbelievable, but I do remember yours: Feng Miyan! What am I to you?” “You’re my most beloved burden, the person I love most. If I could live my life over, I’d choose a different path, but you’d be the one choice I’d never change.” “Then why have I forgotten you?” “I’ll help you remember.” It is still that pitch-black night, cool as water. It is still that lush green bamboo grove. The crescent moon hangs like a hook, and the beauty is like a painting. For the last time, Fu Wei watches fireflies dancing across the sky, gazes up, and prays to the moon: If there is another life, may we both be commoners. I would follow you, leave behind wealth and power, and live far from politics, in ordinary lanes and among mountains and rivers, hand in hand until our hair turns white, wherever life takes us… When love clashes with conspiracy and family bonds collide with power, who can stay calm, and who can escape unscathed? Recommended for you The game girls love most, Palace Strategy: http://gtj.9917.com/