She was the most talented woman in the capital, frail and sickly, and famous all over the world.
Overnight, Xie's entire family was ransacked, and she fled to the frontier with her younger brother.
On a snowy night, the pursuers are approaching.
She thought she was certain to die, but she was carried on horseback by a rough man.
The man's face was fleshy and his hands were calloused. His words sounded like a roar: "Shut up, don't let the wolf hear you!"
Later I found out that his name was Huo Heng, and he lived up to his name - he ran rampant and couldn't turn corners.
Everyone said that Huo Lang was a murderer, but only she knew:
This rough man would brave the snow and climb mountains to seek medical treatment when she was seriously ill.
Will be at a loss when she cries,
I could write her name clumsily and practiced it eight hundred times.
He said: "Huo only recognizes two things in his life - the soldiers under his command and the people behind him."
Later, there was another person behind this sentence.
He traveled thousands of miles for her and fought bloody battles in the imperial city.
She strategized for him and stirred up the storm.
From the frontier to the capital, from the daughter of a guilty minister to the mother of the world.
Along the way, he walked sideways, and she accompanied him.
Some people say: Huo Heng will be in her hands for the rest of his life.
