Rebirth of the Evil Emperor Queen

Two lines of red tears complained of love, and a pair of bright eyes complained about Lang Han. That was her wedding, that was the beginning of her pain. Perhaps, people who are abandoned on their wedding night are destined to be lonely and sad. You can't escape the love, you can't let go of the hurt, you only know the warmth and coldness. The courtyard is a little deep, with willows piled in smoke and countless curtains. The jade carving saddle is at the place where you can see the Zhangtai Road. It would not be an exaggeration to say that the days are long and slow; it would not be an exaggeration to say that the days are long and unbearable... The rain is blowing and the wind is blowing wildly at the end of March, the door is closed at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring. Tears asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing. Deep in the royal family, I can't help myself. She seems to be firmly in the position of princess, but in fact she is shaky, without roots and home... I can't help myself, but I can't express my feelings. When I first met Xiao Yanqing at the banquet, she was as gentle as jade and as chic as the wind. My heart was moved at the first sight. However, even if she was as gentle as him, as considerate as him, and as caring as him, so what? After all, the old friend thinks about it from afar, and the sorrow begins and ends. The pain of the past, the hatred of taking away relatives and killing herself, how could she, Yao Xue Ji, a person with a strong heart and a stubborn temper, sit back and watch? And he tried his best to help her, and she got what she wanted. She saw her enemy's blood splattered on the spot, and when her revenge was avenged, his thorough care and protection along the way made her secretly wish to follow her. Unexpectedly, the love can be poured out, and the body has become muddy. Suddenly I look back and wake up, and it turns out that the love has become a tragedy, and the love is wavering...