The bride dressed as a general's palace fell into a pond on her wedding night.
When she woke up, the cheap husband stood beside the bed and said with a cold face: "There will be no love between you and me. Just stay calm and I won't touch you."
I breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great. How about signing the bookmark with Li? I don't want anything."
His back stiffened.
Who would have thought that the cold-blooded general in the past would turn around and cook a table of dishes with his own hands. Every dish was so sour that my teeth dropped.
He also runs to my toilet soap workshop every day to help me pass tools, serve tea, and press molds.
Until one night, he sat on the edge of my bed and whispered: "I regret it."
I lowered my head and glanced at the copper buckle of the leather belt around his waist——
Tsk, who said you wouldn't touch me in the first place?
But the peaceful days did not come as expected.
There was a sudden disturbance in the court, the prince was assassinated, and there was an undercurrent of dead soldiers.
The Second Highness, an old acquaintance when they were young, clutches a white jade butterfly that has been treasured for many years, and is trapped in the obsession of the past.
I hide a shocking secret in my heart: I don't belong to this era, and I don't know which day I will disappear out of thin air.
Even the bowl of Bizi Soup that I didn't dare to let him know about was my deepest fear of fate.
On one side is the general who is doing his best to protect me.
On one side is His Highness, who is trapped in memories and refuses to let go.
When I just wanted to run away with Li, I was already in the wind and rain and couldn't bear to let go of his hand.
