When Xie Zhao was seven years old, he threw the prince Xiao Che over his shoulder into the sand of the martial arts field.
When she was fifteen years old and had her hair cut, she said in public: "Whoever wants to marry me must first ask about the spear in my hand!"
At the age of eighteen, when there was a crisis on the frontier, she joined the army in place of her father, wearing silver armor and red tassels and marching straight into the enemy camp.
After returning from victory, the imperial decree required her to marry far away.
Xiao Che broke into the general's house overnight: "Marry me, and I will practice marksmanship with you for the rest of your life."
Xie Zhao sneered: "Who was thrown so hard that he couldn't get up?"
On the day of the wedding, rebels besieged the city.
She lifted her phoenix crown and pointed her spear directly at the rebels: "Dare you touch my people?"
Xiao Che wiped the blood on his sword and chuckled: "Madam, I will protect you this time."
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Rely on inexplicable divine power to win, and then? Living in seclusion in the mountains and forests? What are you picturing?
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I like this short article
Rely on inexplicable divine power to win, and then? Living in seclusion in the mountains and forests? What are you picturing?
I like this kind of short story very much. There is no nonsense, it is all the essence. It is beautiful.