>I died at the bottom of a cliff in a snow-covered mountain, while my fiancé and my concubine were chatting and laughing on top.
>While my soul was wandering, I saw the young general who had quarreled with me since childhood coming to kill me single-handedly.
>He held my broken body and chopped off the enemy's head with one sword.
>Blood stained the snow, and he gently wiped away the dirt on my face: "The underworld is too cold, I will go with you."
>When I opened my eyes again, I was twelve years old again.
>This time I took the initiative to jump into the pond where he was practicing martial arts, and climbed up on his neck wetly: "Little General Pei, will you marry me?"
>The tips of his ears were red and he lifted me away: "Shen Jiaojiao, what tricks are you playing?"
