She accompanied him from a poor boy to a powerful warlord in the south. When she was eighteen years old, it snowed heavily, and she held his cold hand in her palm, and he promised, "I will protect you from now on."
After ten years as a couple, their love is as deep as the ocean, but it cannot be compared to ten years without a child. He finally took a concubine and took another person under his wings. When the cry of the baby in the side courtyard came, the "two people for life" he had promised became a joke, and the look in her eyes changed from hot love to cold "obedience".
Until the blood-stained silk handkerchief dragged him down from the top of power. She was sick, coughing up blood, but resolutely pushed away all the doctors. Everyone in the world knows that the King of Hell of Nanxiao is decisive in killing, but no one has ever seen him put aside all his dignity for a woman and kneel in front of her door. He forgot that the girl who sought medical treatment for him in the heavy snow had already become cold-hearted.
