I have been waiting for you for six years, but what I have been waiting for is the news that my husband died in battle. Because I had no heirs, I was forced by my clan and was about to be buried in Shen Tang. At the critical moment, a man covered in blood broke through the door on a horse. The spear in his hand was dripping with blood, and his face still had the chilling air of the battlefield. He looked down at everyone, his voice hoarse but deafening: "How dare you touch my wife?" I looked at him and suddenly felt that this marriage seemed to be a pair.
