Shen Zhao, eighteen years old, was a general in Zhenbei. He killed many people and returned to Beijing in triumph.
He fell in love with Chen Wang Xiao Yan.
From then on, every day: go to the carriage, go to the study, go to the tea room and have a meal. Pretending to cry and feeling aggrieved, her eyes turned red faster than anyone else.
Xiao Yan (twenty-two years old, cool and dignified, keep away from strangers): ... How old are you?
Shen Zhao (eyes watery): Eighteen.
Xiao Yan:......
Shen Zhao: Your Highness, are you troubled?
Xiao Yan: It's good to know.
Shen Zhao (laughing): That minister will come back tomorrow.
Later, Xiao Yan's subordinates discovered that the carriage would stop at the alley for a while when His Highness went out every day.
Question: Who are you waiting for?
Xiao Yan: I'm not waiting for anyone.
(The carriage curtain opens a crack and glances at the entrance of the alley.)
Suffer: The cold and dignified King Chen x Attack: The pretty and clingy little general
Motto: Love lasts for a long time
