She is just a modern orphan girl who came to this fictional dynasty by chance. Fortunately? Fate?
The childhood sweetheart and sweetheart rebelled against each other, the family declined, and the parents were so loyal that they could only meet each other in dreams and under the Nine Springs.
Originally a man without talent and virtue, this feudal dynasty forced himself to dress up as a man. No matter the wind or rain, he always remembered that there was a lonely boat and the shadows of a few trees reflected in the middle of the water, and he was a happy god.
This singing comes from my heart, it is me who sings it, it is you who listens to it, and it doesn't matter if you just listen to it.
Singing without intention, singing without intention, the sins in the world of mortals are too deep, just chanting once without intention, singing once in vain.
Nalan Lie, two sideburns have been grinding against each other for ten years. Once their love fell apart, they met each other on a stranger's road and didn't know each other.
"Brother Lie, how can you do this to me?"
"I am originally a descendant of the royal family, and I have the mission of supporting the country. All the power and beauty in the world belong to me. Xin'er, all of this is just a temporary measure. Just believe me. One day in the future, I will marry you with the country as my betrothal, ten miles of red makeup, and the Luanfeng throne. Can you?"
The moon is rising, the roof ridges are stained with frost, and in the clear moonlight, a girl's thoughts have finally disappeared without a trace in the misty moonlight.
Lin Xuefeng, the little bully in Tongzhou City, met once and had a quarrel. The fate of three lives must be determined by time. Yue Lao mistakenly pulled the red thread, and fate was difficult to find and maintain.
"Look at how sick you are. You are still the number one young master in Tongzhou City. You lie in a medicine jar for three days every day. If you ask me, with your reputation, it is impossible for others to lie on your behalf!"
"Do you really think so?"
"Isn't it like this, or like that? Ordinary scholars are not as weak as you, and their words are not as acidic as yours!"
Ten miles of battlefield, the young man's bravery finally became a hero, a generation of famous generals, thousands of bones withered, looking back on the love story of the young man
, there is a cinnabar mark on my heart, I can't think about it, I can't touch it, I can only rely on the passing of time to trace the water.
Mr. Youlian, leaning against the charming red building, welcomes and sends you off, sighs at the east wind's mistake, the actor applies powder, the prostitute paints red, a true meaning in the dust of life.
"Youlian, you are so beautiful!"
"Really, as long as you agree with the young master's wishes, Youlian will be infinitely happy!"
Who would have thought that life would be rough, and he would be a guest in the clouds, living in the mud under his feet, fighting for imperial power, and how dirty it would be.
As the young emperor Xuanlong, it is difficult to force his fate at all times, and it is difficult to imprison a phoenix in the deep palace and courtyard.
Gentle and elegant civil servants, just when a spring breeze blows away, the red flowers are blown down, and the love is as good as the green branches.