On the wedding night, the general came to Li Li with a cold face: "Marrying you is the emperor's order and it is hard to violate it. If you sign it, you can be clean."
I tore the He Li Shu into pieces with my backhand, and threw myself into his arms with a smile: "What nonsense are you talking about, husband?"
The next day, word spread throughout the capital that the general was so angry with his coquettish and pretentious new wife that he practiced swordplay all night.
Later, when the enemy troops were approaching and he was seriously injured and unconscious, I guarded the city for three days wearing armor and carrying a gun.
After waking up, he pushed me against the wall with red eyes: "Who said that this general wants to reconcile?"
I wiped the blood-stained spear and chuckled: "Want to make peace now? It's too late."
