After I Faked My Death, I Became the Tyrant's White Moonlight

[The flower of the high mountains, the proud son of the sky, the love brain emperor] x [The world is sober, soft but not weak, the green tea concubine] Before Zhu Si died, he learned that his loss of virginity was planned by her husband's sister-in-law, and all her blood relatives died, and none of them died happily. When she opened her eyes again, she returned to the autumn hunting night banquet when she was sixteen years old. She looked at the handsome young emperor sitting alone on the high platform from a distance. She curled her lips and said: It's you. The future emperor of this continent, a tyrant who would dominate the world and be powerful but died young, was the Great Qin Emperor Yan Xiu. In her previous life, she was sent to Yan Xiu's bed and fled in a hurry. From then on, she started her bleak and tortuous life. She will not run away in this life, she will be Emperor Qin Wu's first woman, she will climb up by any means necessary, and she will use Yan Xiu's hands to claim the lives of her enemies one by one. But why is the tyrant different from what he imagined? Difficult to coax and deal with, innocent yet easy to deceive. My ex-husband, who had recovered his past life memories, also posted an affectionate post: Scarlett, why don't we start from scratch? The great revenge was avenged, and on the eve of the sealing of the empress, Zhu Sijia burned down the Changle Palace and faked her death to escape: The world is big and the earth is big, I no longer have to be trapped in the affair of my children and imprisoned in a deep palace cage. Unexpectedly, after she faked her death, Yan Xiu went crazy. With his temples covered with snow, the young emperor sat on the ruins of Changle Palace for three days and three nights with her splendid clothes in his arms. He even braved the disapproval of the world and brought her body into the court to accompany her. Everyone said that she became an indelible white moonlight in the emperor's heart. On the day when the child was three years old, in a deserted corner, the emperor pressed forward step by step with red eyes: How dare you let the Prince of Qin wander outside!