[Extra · Love in Snow City · Memorial to Qingming Festival · That period of love that cannot be justified by nature 】

When Ling Zhexiao was born, the entire Great Shen Empire was in a dangerous situation.

His mother-in-law was selected from a well-known noble family. She was engaged to her father at an early age, and then successfully became the Crown Princess and the Queen.

In his opinion, the queen mother was not beautiful. Although many people said that the queen was graceful, luxurious and beautiful, he could not see this in her flowery smile.

The queen mother was weak and could not afford to fall ill after giving birth to him.

My father has the bad and romantic nature that all men in the world have.

Before him, his father and his maids and concubines gave birth to more than a dozen children, some boys and some girls. Some of them inherited the unique purple eyes of the Dashen royal family, and some did not. Without purple eyes, they have no identity. Those children have been born since birth.

He was sent outside the palace as soon as possible, and his life and death were unknown.

Then what is left is the orthodoxy of the royal family. Later, he recalled carefully, there must be five... He should be called the emperor's brother and sister's children, there are five.

These five children lost their mother. Originally, as bastards, they were lucky to survive. In order to avoid fighting for power, the mother clan would naturally kill them.

He began to grow up slowly, and the beautiful women who had been favored by the emperor died one after another. Then, the princes and princesses from Purple Eyes also began to encounter accidents, such as falling into the water, poisoning and assassination, and fire in the palace... When he grew up...

When he was five years old, there were only three children in the entire palace.

He was a direct descendant and was destined to inherit the throne in the future. His father, the emperor and his mother were extremely kind to him and gave him the Jinbi Palace as his dormitory. Since his birth, he has lived in such a luxurious place.

When he was three years old, he hid behind a gauze curtain and saw with his own eyes that his weak and beautiful queen mother ordered someone to use white silk to kill a palace maid who was sleeping with his father. The maid's desperate and frightened eyes were distorted by suffocation.

, a towering lower abdomen full of vitality... everything was clearly visible to him with a huge impact.

The queen mother discovered him, stretched out her jade hand, gently hugged his shoulders, and said to him with a smile, "Your Majesty, don't look at her, she is just a servant, the death of a humble person will only stain your eyes."

, you are the prince, you should be high up, the queen mother will remove all obstacles for you, so that you can stand at the highest point of the throne."

So, from that day on, he knew that his mother was not beautiful.

The queen mother's body became weaker and weaker, but her methods became sharper and more vicious. She probably knew that time was running out, and her elegant and regular palace was filled with blood every day.

He has long been used to it, used to his mother killing people, used to watching his mother kill people...

Two years later, when he was five years old, his father began to select an imperial master for him. He was finally able to leave the Jinbi Palace and leave the place stained with blood.

Then, that's when he saw him.

That day, it was snowing.

The imperial capital is already very snowy, with the purest white water chestnuts growing all year round. The young man stood in the snow, holding up a snow umbrella, and the overwhelming snow became the background, just to highlight the beautiful look between the young man's eyebrows.

The beauty of thousands of years of porcelain light flows.

Seeing the young man standing in the overwhelming sea of ​​snow, wrapped in elegance, such an exquisite face could only be drawn in the scroll of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, Ling Zhexiao's heart slowly... twisted.

He is too clean.

Purple eyes that are exactly the same as mine, but completely different from mine, are so gentle and bright. In such a dark palace, they are as clear as the water described in the book. [Extra: Love in Snow City·

Commemorating the Qingming Festival·That period of love that cannot be justified by nature]

When Ling Zhexiao was born, the entire Great Shen Empire was in a dangerous situation.

His mother-in-law was selected from a well-known noble family. She was engaged to her father at an early age, and then successfully became the Crown Princess and the Queen.

In his opinion, the queen mother was not beautiful. Although many people said that the queen was graceful, luxurious and beautiful, he could not see this in her flowery smile.

The queen mother was weak and could not afford to fall ill after giving birth to him.

My father has the bad and romantic nature that all men in the world have.

Before him, his father and his maids and concubines gave birth to more than a dozen children, some boys and some girls. Some of them inherited the unique purple eyes of the Dashen royal family, and some did not. Without purple eyes, they have no identity. Those children have been born since birth.

He was sent outside the palace as soon as possible, and his life and death were unknown.

Then what is left is the orthodoxy of the royal family. Later, he recalled carefully, there must be five... He should be called the emperor's brother and sister's children, there are five.

These five children lost their mother. Originally, as bastards, they were lucky to survive. In order to avoid fighting for power, the mother clan would naturally kill them.

He began to grow up slowly, and the beautiful women who had been favored by the emperor died one after another. Then, the princes and princesses from Purple Eyes also began to encounter accidents, such as falling into the water, poisoning and assassination, and fire in the palace... When he grew up...

When he was five years old, there were only three children in the entire palace.

He was a direct descendant and was destined to inherit the throne in the future. His father, the emperor and his mother were extremely kind to him and gave him the Jinbi Palace as his dormitory. Since his birth, he has lived in such a luxurious place.

When he was three years old, he hid behind a gauze curtain and saw with his own eyes that his weak and beautiful queen mother ordered someone to use white silk to kill a palace maid who was sleeping with his father. The maid's desperate and frightened eyes were distorted by suffocation.

, a towering lower abdomen full of vitality... everything was clearly visible to him with a huge impact.

The queen mother discovered him, stretched out her jade hand, gently hugged his shoulders, and said to him with a smile, "Your Majesty, don't look at her, she is just a servant, the death of a humble person will only stain your eyes."

, you are the prince, you should be high up, the queen mother will remove all obstacles for you, so that you can stand at the highest point of the throne."

So, from that day on, he knew that his mother was not beautiful.

The queen mother's body became weaker and weaker, but her methods became sharper and more vicious. She probably knew that time was running out, and her elegant and regular palace was filled with blood every day.

He has long been used to it, used to his mother killing people, used to watching his mother kill people...

Two years later, when he was five years old, his father began to select an imperial master for him. He was finally able to leave the Jinbi Palace and leave the place stained with blood.

Then, that's when he saw him.

That day, it was snowing.

The imperial capital is already very snowy, with the purest white water chestnuts growing all year round. The young man stood in the snow, holding up a snow umbrella, and the overwhelming snow became the background, just to highlight the beautiful look between the young man's eyebrows.

The beauty of thousands of years of porcelain light flows.

Seeing the young man standing in the overwhelming sea of ​​snow, wrapped in elegance, such an exquisite face could only be drawn in the scroll of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, Ling Zhexiao's heart slowly... twisted.

He is too clean.
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