The Favorite of the Medical King: Fenghua's Concubine

One-on-one, clean body and mind, pampering. —— He is Baili Luochuan, the ninth prince of the empire who is famous all over the world. He is talented in literature and military skills, and has unparalleled medical skills, attracting the hearts of women all over the world. At a young age, he was about to get married, and he was marrying an unknown girl. She is Lin Qingyue in Taifu's residence. She is mediocre and unknown. She has a talented eldest sister above her, and a beautiful eldest sister below her. Everyone: ... How can she be worthy of the Ninth Prince? However, Baili Luochuan ignored everyone's objections and personally married the girl into his mansion, holding her in his hand and loving her like a treasure. The eldest sister was secretly angry: My second sister is extremely talented, how could she be married by a little thief like you? My sister-in-law secretly resented: My second sister is in such a shocking state, please give her back to me! No one knows that despite her mediocre and unknown reputation, she is the one who can turn everything around in a prosperous age. That day, the entire dynasty was his enemy. Facing thousands of troops, she just held a flower and smiled. "I don't care whether he is a good guy or a bad guy, a traitor or a hero in troubled times. I only know that he is my husband. If anyone dares to hurt him, I will repay him a hundred times a thousand times! If he wants to rebel against the world, I will open up new territories for him!" Baili Luochuan held her hand. "No one can take her away, not gods, nor ghosts, nor heaven, nor earth! If one day she is gone, I will kill the god, kill the ghost, break that day, trample this earth to pieces, and destroy the blue water and the underworld, and destroy this world!" His heart was disturbed for her, his hair turned gray, he bent his knees, and slaughtered tens of thousands of people. She picked flowers for him, shed tears, lost her life, and blew up a city. When you meet someone, hold your hands, love this life sincerely, and it has not changed over the years. ********** I am alone in the world. Thinking of that spring river with flowers and moon, that day of warm wine and snowy gate, that day of holding hands with green hair, thinking of that day of crossing the lofty clouds. We meet by chance, we meet by chance, our autumn waves are horizontal, our eyes are charming, and we devote ourselves to them. A hundred years pass, and a day passes. Looking at the country, the emperor's career is picturesque and the city is beautiful. ——Adapted from Xia Houchun's "Nan Xian Lu? Beside the Dressing Table? Autobiography"