Qianqiu Renhan

[Cold and poisonous tongue·Can't chase people·Wuzuo×Vinegar General, Shuangjie 1v1, HE, group portrait, political strategy, family and country] The whole Han family was executed, but she escaped by dying, carrying only a blood-stained silver bell and hiding among the bones. Seven years later, she returned to overturn the verdict and started a bloody storm with her own hands. "I do not condemn history, I only demand the lives of wronged souls." She used his hand to stir up trouble in the court, but he had already seen through her disguise. She hated, or hated that piece of paper. Until... "Little Siyin, given by my name, your plum bones will not be broken, and your loyal soul will never be extinguished." Arrows rained down from the long steps. The man who blocked the arrows for her died, and the plum blossoms in front of the steps were stained with blood. And dad's last words... "Suizhi, if you grow up, don't forget the Han family's plum bones, and don't hate the Shen family's sword spirit. We should be burned together in the snow, not buried separately among enemies." After her hatred was over, she awkwardly gave him a dried plum blossom. When he was practicing his sword, she suddenly handed him a bowl of iced pear pulp: "You can cook it as you like. If you don't want it, throw it away." Shen Yan was confused at first, but then chuckled: "Han Siyin, the way you chase people is scarier than dissecting a corpse." Mountains and rivers become paintings, old friends ride horses. When the wind blew outside the Great Wall, she heard the ringing of silver bells and his laughter filling the sky together—— It turns out that the bone-chilling cold will eventually end, and after a thousand years, it is still spring.