I was dedicated to the first warrior of the grassland, but I have been sick and weak since childhood. For me, a sick princess sent by an enemy country to marry me. At first he was disdainful, seeing the Central Plains woman's slender waist and sickly appearance. This prairie man couldn't take his eyes away. Who are you? I was forced to retreat in a corner by his momentum, Chahar Aratangadasu. Your husband, I was stunned by the last four words, and I didn't remember the long string of names in front. I had just jumped into the air from the ski jumping platform. The next second, I woke up from violent jolts, and bursts of crying could be heard in my ears.
