Wei Qingzhou, an ignorant and ignorant playboy, suddenly lost his memory.
Xuan Qingshan took him up the mountain and was the first person he saw when he woke up.
"Senior sister?" This young man seemed obedient, but he went his own way and was lazy and lazy. She couldn't help but think that this little junior brother was like a rotten vegetable leaf, never able to hold up the wall.
Even though she said this, she still taught him, led him, comforted him, and saved him. Unlike others who disliked him, she especially loved teasing him. He was so shy that his ears were red.
Until that day of the martial arts competition, Wei Qingzhou was crowded in the audience by the crowd, her red clothes were flying, her sword energy was rising into the sky, Xuan Qingshan's sword was as fast as a sword, and finally the bright red flag was draped on her shoulders. She looked up as the wind howled -
The people in the audience held their breath unconsciously.
Seeing his junior brother's fiery eyes, Xuan Qingshan blushed for the first time.
Later, Wei Qingzhou worked hard for her day and night, and no longer looked like a playboy before. However, he recovered his memory after revealing his love and left without saying goodbye.
The words he left behind were extremely harsh: "I want to go back home to get married. Life here is really boring."
Xuan Qingshan really wanted to slap him in person.
Later, she joined Prince Jing's Mansion to find the truth about that year. One night, she accidentally fell into a trap and climbed over the wall to the ground - only to be hugged by someone.
Xuan Qingshan's hands were covered with blood and he asked with a sneer: "Aren't you going to get married?"
The playboy who was a loser when they first met is now wearing a dark court dress and hugging her until she can't breathe:
"Well, I'll marry you."
·Junior Brother Chasing Wife Crematorium, I am no longer the good-for-nothing I used to be. You have to be obedient. But wait, why did the one underneath become me? Qingshan, can you please be gentle...
·Please do not use research on the background. Some official positions and clothing refer to the Tang and Song Dynasties, and the place names are privately established.
·1V1, HE, both growth, group portrait.
Intention: Don't live in the corner of fate, but grab fate by its throat.
