The little herbalist girl on Mount Li was betrothed at six months old. “My future husband’s family has two sons. I don’t know which young master is supposed to marry me, so I’ll go down the mountain and choose for myself.”
The young general fights to defend the kingdom, while I chase my husband and save people. But why does he seem to despise me? Don’t worry. I’ll shed my disguise as a woman pretending to be a man and charm this handsome young husband.
Later, the young general says, “Wife, forgive me. I was bewitched and did something unforgivable.”
The little herbalist: “A man whose heart and body have been sullied no longer deserves to be my husband.”
The road to winning her back is long, with its share of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty moments.
Very nice short article