The current situation is turbulent, and Lin Wan's nominal husband has been guarding the border all year round after getting married. She thought that the two of them would spend the rest of their lives together in a corner of the world.
I never imagined in this life that the two of them would meet again, but it would be a flash of sword.
A sudden chill hit her neck, and Lin Wan's heart froze when she caught a glimpse of a sharp blade as sharp as frost. She closed her eyes hard, just begging the person to lift the sword faster and suffer less.
The tip of the sword lifted her chin, forcing her to face the sword holder.
The late summer evening breeze carried the strong smell of blood, ruffled Lin Wan's hair on her temples, and brushed against her cheeks.
A burst of cold sword energy hit her body, and the rope fell to the ground. Lin Wan moved slightly, and her numb hands and feet felt a burning sensation.
Slowly raising her eyes and meeting the other person's gaze, Lin Wan's heart trembled.
The person coming was wearing pure black light armor, with sharp eyes and a cold expression. This was Yongjing Marquis Li Xuan, her husband...
After not seeing him for three years, he was even more heroic than before. She frowned and looked at him carefully for a few breaths before she recognized him.
The Marquis' husband is cold-faced and cold-hearted. How will he spend the next days?
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This article has no system, no rebirth, no golden fingers, and no house fights. It is a pure sweet story about the heroine's growth. Those who mind please proceed with caution.
This article borrows some historical background, place names, and allusions from ancient times. Please do not find fault with history and geography. Thanks.
Intention: Love is perfection