The unlucky county princess and the crown prince

The imperial study is full of the solemn atmosphere of imperial power, stacks of neat memorials, candles as tall as children's arms, dragon chairs carved with teeth and claws, and wide dragon cases. All of them are filled with awe inspiring domineering spirit. This is the place closest to the most powerful men in the world.

Bai Lixue didn't know where the map of the capital, which recorded the changes of the terrain, was collected. She couldn't find out in advance. She could only search through the vast volumes of books.

Bai Lixue tries to keep her breath low, so as not to be noticed by the experts outside. Fortunately, there is no royal order, and even the guards outside the door are not allowed to enter the imperial study.

Although the emperor is not here, the noble breath of the emperor is everywhere. It's suffocating. The domineering flying dragon is perched on the nine days. A pair of dragon eyes seem to be able to see through people's hearts. Baili Xue suddenly feels cold behind her back. Her hand slowly slides across the bookshelf to guess where the map is?

The feeling of walking on the blade is exciting and wonderful. Baili Xue's heart, which was not moving, gradually calms down. It records all the decrees of the Donglan empire. A memorial and a piece of Zhaowen can decide the fate of many people. It's really a good thing.

Power can cover up all the ugly things. As long as anyone has power, he will have the domineering and confidence to look down on the world. No one will care whether you are a peddler or a pawn before you, or whether you can't eat enough?

Just like Liu Bang of Han Dynasty and Zhu Yuanzhang of Ming Dynasty, their dazzling power can cover up their dark past.

The glittering dragon chair exudes the air of king who is proud of heaven and earth. No wonder so many people will give up morality and justice, family affection, conscience and humanity. They just want to hold the most moving power in their hands. Only with power can they have the chips to make clouds and rain. Standing in the center of power under the sky, Bai Lixue has such a profound experience for the first time.

Fortunately, Bai Lixue, who has read many poems since childhood, has an instinctive sensitivity to books. Among the numerous books, she finally finds the capital map.

The map inside is complex and crisscross. Most men can't understand it, let alone their daughter's family. But the goddaughter of Jiangxia palace is always a woman, not a man.

With the help of her brother, Bai Lixue has been able to read and draw maps since she was a child. Her brother often says that if a Xue is a man, she will be a famous general in the near future.

Every time her brother said this, Baili Xue tilted her head and gave him a rude white eye. "My brother always contradicted himself like this. He said that women in Jiangxia Palace are not inferior to men, but regretted that I am not a man. Do you look down on me?"

Brother laughed, haotuo's laughter soared into the sky, "Xiao xue'er, in this world, as long as you look up to yourself, no one dares to look down on you."

My brother has taught me for many years that the maps of the capital are as numerous as cobwebs, but in Bai Lixue's eyes, they are as easy as a cobweb. Every change of the capital is clearly branded in Bai Lixue's mind. Today, it gradually traces back to what it was 50 years ago.

After going through all the maps of the capital, Bai Lixue had a deep heart. Just as she was about to put them back, she heard the sound of the door being pushed open. Her breath stopped and she stepped back behind the wide pillar.