"Earthly Tribulation·Unswerving Love"
In March in Chang'an, peach blossoms bloomed by the Qujiang Pool.
Shen Hengwu, the daughter of the Prime Minister of Taichang Temple, met the young general Gu Yunzheng by chance during the Shangsi Festival. At first glance, the two of them agreed. He swore that he would not accept two kinds of sex, and she made a promise with her personal jade pendant as evidence.
However, the court is divided and traitors are in power. The Shen family was suddenly framed and everyone was imprisoned. His parents died tragically, and Shen Hengwu was sentenced to exile in Lingnan. In order to save her, Gu Yunzheng robbed the court, broke into the palace, gave up all his military honors, and fell from a glorious young general to a prisoner.
When Dai Zui went to war, she accompanied the army as a medical girl; during the bloody border crossing, he repeatedly went to death for her.
After finally looking forward to the day of triumph, he fell into the abyss to protect her. After a narrow escape, his memory was lost and he became the prince-consort of an enemy country.
She disguised herself as a man and traveled thousands of miles to find her husband. She used medical skills as a blade and old things as a guide to recall his memory among thousands of soldiers.
However, in court and battlefield, conspiracy and love, the millstone of fate has just begun to turn.
Three times he forgot her and three times she found him.
He said: "Heng Wu, forget me and start over."
She said: "You forgot me three times, and I looked for you three times. In this life, you will never leave me again."
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An 110,000-word ancient sadomasochism story, in which the feelings of family and country are intertwined with the love of children. It has gone through the whole family being executed, being exiled thousands of miles away, amnesia on the battlefield, becoming a consort in the enemy country, searching for a husband thousands of miles away, beating drums to complain...
Thousands of difficulties and dangers, life and death.
One day, the white heads will die together.
When I first saw Qujiang, my head was full of apricot blossoms.
The moon is cold at the border and the wind is sad in the desert.
Even if there are countless calamities in this world, this love will never change until death
