The empress of Shu Liao had two children.

It was a pair of twins, the son Yushu was in the wind, warm as jade, and had a calm temperament.

The daughter is alluring to the country and the city, knowledgeable, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and has been a model of the city's ladies since she was a child.

It's really envious of others.

But others didn't know that this daughter felt that she was born above 10,000 people and was quite stressed, so she demanded herself with more stringent conditions.

She is not a gifted talent, she can learn anything, but it takes her longer to learn things.

When I was a child, I practiced walking posture, and in the teapot on the top of my head, there was hot water, which would be scalded if I was not careful.

The practice female red always stays up late at night, and her hands are full of needle eyes.

When practicing calligraphy in winter, the inkstone was frozen, so the palace maid dripped two drops of wine, polished the ink, and the room was full of the fragrance of wine.

She grew up with the expectations of countless people and did not live up to anyone's expectations.

The rise and fall of the slim.

But she knows her fate, she is not a boy, she cannot compete for the throne, and all that awaits her is a marriage that is like a bargaining chip.

So when she knew that Shu Liao was defeated in the Northland, she already knew her fate.

She asked for it before her father could bring it up.

"Father doesn't have to worry about me, but he is the eldest son of the emperor of the Northland, and he is not a man-eating beast, so I can marry him."

She said this with a smile on her face, even though she knew her father didn't worry about her at all.

So she chose to sharpen her hairpin when she got married.

If the man had forced her, she would have killed herself.

After going through the rush, he entered the palace in the northland, sat on the stranger's bed, and envied Xia Heng picked off his hairpin and hid it in his hand.

But he couldn't wait for the eldest son of the emperor.

It must have been three or four days of waiting, and the good days had passed, and then the man came.

After he entered the house, he asked all the palace people to retreat.

Xian Xia Heng clenched the hairpin and waited for the man to lift his hijab.

As a result, the man just laughed and said, "So stiff? What is hidden in your hands? Scissors? Dagger? ”

Listening to the sound of slowly approaching footsteps, the man said, "Oh, hairpins? ”

Then, the hijab covering in front of Xian Xia Heng's eyes suddenly lifted, and she also saw the eldest son of the emperor in the north for the first time, and she felt that it was a person with a crown of jade.

It's just that glance, and she can't leave the sight.

Xiao Ren just said: "You are not worthy of me, I am tired of my father's words before marrying you." I don't touch you, and you don't have to worry about me. ”

She tried to explain something, but she couldn't.

Isn't that what she wants? The person you marry is not what you love, you can live in peace, and you can grow old together.

Xiao Ren rarely embarrassed her in front of outsiders, but when she opened her mouth to call her husband, Xiao Ren would definitely pull down her face.

Xiao Ren didn't hate her, and he didn't like her.

She tried her best, but she couldn't win Xiao Ren's favor.

Xian Xia Heng wants to know what kind of person such a person will like?

Until she went home and saw Xian Dongyu, Xiao Ren looked at Xian Dongyu with a different gaze from her.

Xia Heng knew that it was not that men and women liked it, but it was like looking at a funny toy, but it was just like this, she was jealous.

Jealous of the different gazes on the winter fish.

It's ridiculous.

But when he had the opportunity to kill her, Xian Xia Heng still didn't make a move.

Family, country and love, she clearly distinguishes which is more important.