Liu Suhan met an interesting young man in Jingqiu Temple on the border.
Every autumn, he would bring freshly picked persimmons to her. For some reason, the persimmons Shen Yanchu chose were always the best.
It was very sweet. The boy would always cut it for her and hand it to her with a smile. That was her happiest day.
Son.
Another autumn, Shen Yanchu did not come.
Shen Yanchu never came again.
After a great victory on the border, Shen Yanchu was named General Changfeng.
At the celebration banquet, he finally saw the woman he had longed for again.
It's just that there was a handsome man and a little girl standing next to her
"Mom, I'm hungry."
Ah Han, I'm still late.
In danger on the outskirts of Beijing, Liu Suhan looked at the persimmon in his hand and felt that the famous General Changfeng of the imperial court was somewhat similar to the boy in his memory. Only the persimmons you pick are sweet.
Later, Shen Yanchu found out that she had always remembered the boy from Jingqiu Temple, and that she and the prince were just cooperating.
"Liu Suhan, from now on you will always be free."
Purpose: When you love someone, you just want to protect them silently and wish them freedom