On the Flowers of Yantai

Ji Xietang, the beloved daughter of heaven, assisted the third prince until the twelfth year after he ascended the throne, when his mother was about to honor the world. She was plotted by her ancestral sister, and her family was ruined, and Bai Ling ordered her to die. The direct daughter of the Ji family colluded with the enemy country, and the crime should not be punished. The pretty woman lay on the third prince's shoulder and said with a coquettish smile: "Sister, you can go in peace. His Majesty is specially thinking of your meritorious service, so he came to give you a ride." The man next to the woman has a handsome appearance, but his eyes are extremely cold. He is the man she has been with for 12 years, His Majesty Duan Yu. The executioner's machete fell, and from then on, there was no more Queen Ji in the world. The ghost who returned from hell was reborn on the sick bed of thirteen years old. This time, Ji Xietang saw through the calculations among the family members, and saw clearly Duan Yu's intentions and surveillance behind his smile. The illustrious military power of the Ji family generals is exactly what Duan Yu and his minions covet. In my previous life, I was at the mercy of others and became a pawn. When she was reborn, she wanted to sit on the chessboard. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, she Ji Xietang wants to keep them all in her pocket. She originally thought that she would never be tempted again after experiencing a lifetime of calculations about rights and interests, but... That person was so special that no one could ignore him. The young man in white leaned against the window and looked at her with a smile: "From now on, we will be together."