The spring breeze blows through the old trees in Shihuali. He comes here with a gentle step, trying to break the marriage with the fingertips. Xi Cuiyu just wanted to find out the reason, and did not hesitate to dress up as a woman and accompany him to the court. Suddenly, he became the number one martial artist, and the pear trees in the city were filled with flowers. The flying emerald yarn flew away, welcoming the handsome general in purple robes... As time went by, he married a wife and had children. The wife was a poor woman who had a son before she was married, and the son was a poor slave picked up halfway... She was a fake man, but she did a good job.
A pot of vinegar gourd, a small flying knife, a ring of pear blossoms, half a lifetime of suffering and obsession... Xiang Lianqing, she can't think of him as a stranger. She killed and buried him with her own hands, destroyed his devastation, and fulfilled the true dragon and true phoenix in the splendid imperial city. Wouldn't everyone be happy?