On the wedding day, the city was filled with white flags.
He Qing got married with millions of stones, food and grass, and a heart that dared not move.
She thought she could keep the bottom line in this deal.
But when he came back covered in blood and bruises, she still couldn't help but have red eyes.
She carried grain and grass for him, shielded him from swords and arrows, and dissipated the family wealth——
I gave everything I could, but I couldn't get him to say "I love you".
Because his heart is with another girl.
Many years later, she reconciled and went to Xizhou.
All civil and military officials said she was stupid, but she only left one sentence:
"I don't blame him, I just blame him for being the only one in the world."
This is a story about deep love but no response. It is also the history of a group of people holding on to the last line of defense in the ice and snow.
It's written inexplicably