Ren Jialing was young and free and carefree, always thinking that everything in the world was just a few things, such as horse racing, drinking, having fun with a few close friends, and laughing about the world.
Until her parents died in the war and her grandfather became seriously ill, Ren's burden fell on her shoulders.
So, the green shirt was folded and replaced with a fan, and the sharp sword and iron clothes were picked up.
After several years of hard work on the battlefield, Ren Jialing thought that he had become cold-blooded and hard-hearted. When he didn't want to see the dying man, he still stretched out his hand knowing that his origin was unknown.
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Xie Yuhe was born lowly, and God blessed him with a good skin. However, under the skin of that bright gentleman, there was secretly growing ambition.
Under the guise of "repaying a favor", every step is taken carefully and carefully.
He thought he was sober and thought he had everything under control, but he underestimated the violent beating in his chest.
It hit his ribs like a drum, making him ache.
Xie Yuhe is willing to sink into this fantasy dream until——
The day when Liang and Chu went to war.
Outside the prison, Ren Jialing held the intercepted letter in his hand, with an unbreakable frost between his brows and eyes.
"There is actually a spy in my house."
He kept shaking his head, his face full of fear and panic, as if he had been greatly wronged.
Until now, I don't know what it means to have a split liver and gallbladder.
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This is a deal.
Mountains and rivers form the basis, and love and hate form the basis.
Begin with calculation and end with sincerity.
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Small Theater
Two years later, Ren Jialing was ordered to send an envoy for peace talks.
After the party, someone blocked her way.
The man's eyes were red, and he was trying his best to search for a reason to talk to him.
"You saved my life."
She said calmly: "You also blocked an arrow for me. One life is worth another life. We owe nothing to each other."
No, he doesn't want it.
How can the two not owe each other.
Panic surged up, and he held her hand regardless of etiquette.
"——Don't go." He begged unabashedly on his face.
She turned a blind eye and said coldly: "Let go."
The man became even more shameless and wrapped his arms around her waist, changing his usual dignified and gentlemanly behavior.
"I won't let you go... Just think of me as a despicable person." He hugged her and refused to let go.
She didn't know that he had never been a gentleman.
Small tips:
1. A high-powered general × a low-status illegitimate son
Cold outside and hot inside×Hot outside and cold inside
2. Don't be too fussy about it. There are many private settings throughout the text, all for the sake of the plot.
3. Practice writing
Intention: Break the cage and make it clear overnight.