When her husband was about to bring a favored concubine into the household, Xie Chaohua simply smiled and said, “Then let’s divorce.”
When Madam Cui said, “Among the aristocratic families, there are only widows, never divorced women,” Xie Chaohua wasn’t upset. If the Cui family refused, she would ask His Majesty to decree the divorce.
After the decree arrived, the usually aloof aristocratic gentleman Cui Jinghuai lost his composure. “Now that we’re divorced, you don’t feel even a little sad?”
Xie Chaohua answered gently, “I was the one who asked for the divorce, and His Majesty granted my request. I couldn’t be happier, so why would I feel sad?”
Xiao Shiyan had long kept the girl in red, radiant as a flame, deep in his heart. He laughed. “I never meant to be struck by such a dazzling beauty, but somehow she found her way into my heart.” Then he said plainly, each word deliberate: “I adore you. I love you. Most importantly, I understand you and know you.”
She was valiant and spirited, bright as the sun, and bold in both love and hate. She had trained in martial arts from a young age and was unmatched in skill. A red robe and a spear made her famous throughout the land. She was Xie Chaohua.
He was dashing and spirited, a renowned general of the Yan Dynasty whose military achievements were celebrated throughout the land. He was Xiao Shiyan.
After their divorce, Xie Chaohua and Xiao Shiyan rode side by side across the battlefield, expanding Great Yan’s borders, building an age of prosperity together, and taking in the beauty of its vast lands.
Yes 💕 💕 💕 💕 If you love me, you will definitely not lose if you fall into the trap [lick screen]
It's too spread out, the author's text. There are many memories, and everything is difficult at the beginning. The first part is indeed attractive enough, so I hope you work hard. Don't write just to make up the words.