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[Dynasty fictitious, some place names are borrowed from real historical place names, please do not substitute them.

The male protagonist’s early stage (I think) is pretty normal, it’s not love at first sight]

It was the middle of winter, the wind and snow were rolling in, and a team was marching hard on the way to the capital.

Yu Tingwan was in the car, taking a nap on the maid's shoulder, frowning and breathing rapidly, waking up from a nightmare.

"Girl, what's wrong?"

The woman in blue shirt who spoke had a plump face and was named Qiu Tao. She was Yu Tingwan's personal maid.

"I dreamed again that when I was a child, my family gathered together, but as soon as I blinked, they suddenly disappeared."

"Girl, don't think about that. Maybe we can find news about the eldest son in the capital." Qiutao couldn't help but choke.

Yu Tingwan's father was a famous figure in the world, with a low official position in Qingzhou but a prominent reputation.

If nothing unexpected happens, her parents will make the decision and she will marry the son of a small local noble family.

However, her mother died of depression after her brother disappeared, and her father also died of a heart attack not long ago.

Her uncle and aunt took her in, intending to find a good match for her, but the decree from Chang'an reached Qingzhou and asked her to enter the palace.

Now the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty was in danger, with King Pei of Wei in the capital in charge, and King Liang watching in the south, so he could bully a helpless orphan like her.

The emperor had been ill for many days and was dying. The only thing he cared about was what Yu's daughter, who was rumored to be three-thirds prettier than Xizi, looked like. Regardless of the fact that Yu Tingwan was still in the period of filial piety, he issued an imperial edict and named her a noble concubine.

The palace in Chang'an was magnificent, and the procession that sent Yu Tingwan into the palace was so vast that it seemed insignificant under the towering palace walls.

Concubine Wang Xian was in charge of the affairs of the Sixth Palace. She looked at Yu Tingwan with some pity.

"I heard that you are only sixteen now? That's all. You go to live in Yilan Palace and serve His Majesty well from now on."

Yu Tingwan trembled and lowered his head in response.

Tears were dripping from the candle, and the hall was so quiet that one could hear breathing. Yu Tingwan was rejoicing, maybe His Majesty was seriously ill and could not come.

Several chamberlains broke in and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, your Majesty is dying. I want you to go to the Zichen Hall to see the Holy Spirit."

Yu Tingwan was sent to the Zichen Palace. The emperor on the couch was already in his dying years and looked like he had been drained by wine and sex.

"Your Majesty..." The emperor's tired eyes suddenly lit up, and he held Yu Tingwan's hand tightly and refused to let go. Her skin was white and tender, but a red mark was forced from it.

Concubine Wang Xian couldn't stand it any longer, so she ordered someone to step forward and pull the emperor's hand away very roughly.

Yu Tingwan had studied medicine with her mother, and realized that the emperor might not be able to survive the night, and that he might have regained his strength just now.

"I heard your name three years ago. Now it seems that you are really... ahem, you have ice muscles and jade bones."

Concubine Wang Xian showed a look of disgust and told the maid in a deep voice: "If your Majesty is in trouble, call the concubines and the prince."

These words did not escape the emperor, who turned purple in the face, "Bitch woman, if you nobles take refuge in the Pei family, God will punish you!"

The emperor tilted his head stiffly, looked at the kneeling Yu Tingwan, and said infatuatedly: "Your Majesty, would you like to accompany me?"

Yu Tingwan's face turned pale, and then he heard the emperor's breathing sound like a bellows, and he was about to die.

The emperor said to the prince who stumbled in: "After my death, I will... want my concubine to be buried as a sacrifice."

The palace servants behind the prince also heard this, took out the poisonous wine, walked up to her, and drank it as soon as the emperor died.

Yu Tingwan felt sad in her heart. The Yu family had been in decline since her grandfather. Her father only got the official position of county magistrate because of his talent and learning. Even if the emperor was weak, how could she dare to resist the emperor's decree.

But she just couldn't give it in. Is it so difficult to live in troubled times? She couldn't control herself when entering the palace, and she couldn't control her life or death.

Her eldest brother was lost in the war, and she could not forget her father's sigh before he died.

"If Wanwan is left alone in this world, how will you survive in troubled times?"

A man as smart as her father must have foreseen that an orphan girl would be so beautiful and live like a child in the bustling city with gold in her arms.

Prince Zhao Xuan looked at Yu Tingwan with some fascination. The woman in front of him had cloudy temples and snow-skinned skin. She was as charming as spring red. Although she was dressed in complicated palace clothes, she could still see that she had a slim figure and a firm waist. She was kneeling in front of the couch. The slightly uneasy look in her eyes made the prince feel pity and wish he could take her back to the East Palace.

I think it has been ten years since he took his first concubine at the age of fifteen. He has seen countless beauties, but he has never seen such a goddess's appearance. She is naturally charming, but also has a bit of youthfulness and dignity. , which made the prince even more itchy.

The prince had already planned that when the emperor died, he would secretly commit suicide and hide the stunning beauty in his palace.

Yu Tingwan noticed the prince's burning eyes, felt uncomfortable, and moved away.

"Your Majesty, I'm late."

A gentle voice came, and every word was loud and clear. Although it was not filled with anger, it caused everyone in the palace to change their expressions. Even the emperor turned his head to look over.

Who has such a high status? Yu Tingwan raised his eyes and saw a man wearing a crane cloak. After entering the palace, the snow on his shoulders melted away, but his brows and eyes were still as cold as ice and snow, making him look intimidating.

Wearing purple clothes and a jade crown, with a sharp sword on his waist, he looked like a fairy. Yu Tingwan no longer had to guess, this should be Pei Zhi, King of Wei.

His father, Pei Xu, took the emperor to command the princes and unified half of the Zhou Dynasty. He called himself the King of Wei.

The emperor had been a puppet all his life and finally killed Pei Xu two years ago. Unlike Pei Xu, at least on the surface, Pei Zhi abided by the etiquette of a monarch and his ministers.

Every time the prince saw Pei Zhi, he was like a mouse meeting a cat, and it was even more so now. He even stood up and said awkwardly: "I wonder if King Wei is here to give you any advice?"

Yu Tingwan remembered that before his death, his father lamented the decline of the Zhou Dynasty. After drinking too much, he discussed the general trend of the world with her, saying that the Pei family would destroy Zhou and establish himself on his own.

She lowered her eyes, thinking that Pei Zhixu was taking this opportunity to influence the prince, the future new emperor.

"I have invited the miraculous doctor Que who lives in seclusion in Nanshan for Your Majesty." Pei Zhi said in a respectful voice.

The miracle doctor wears a curtain on his head and wears a loose robe. Not to mention his appearance, even his gender cannot be determined.

He calmly walked to the bedside and administered a few injections. The old emperor who had almost died just now made a few noises.

The prince stepped forward excitedly, feeling happy in his heart. He didn't want to ascend the throne. What's the point of being an emperor in such a situation, and having to face Pei Zhi every day? It would be better for him to have fun with his concubine Meiji in the East Palace.

Divine Doctor Que said softly: "Your Majesty's illness is too serious. The life of ordinary people can be extended for five years at most. However... Your Majesty will have to stay in bed for the past five years to recuperate, and he will no longer have sex."

The prince couldn't help but glance at Yu Tingwan. Since his father could not favor such a beauty, he had no choice but to take advantage of him. There were Zhao family members on both sides. It would be no different if he gave birth to an heir.

"Thank you King Wei and the miracle doctor for your help. I wonder what reward King Wei wants." The prince coughed slightly and looked away.

The prince could only say a few polite words. If there is nothing good in Prince Wei's palace, would it be his turn to reward it?

Unexpectedly, Pei Zhi's eyes were full of inquiry, and he walked towards Yu Tingwan step by step, looking down at the prince, but his tone was respectful.

"I want her."