She is 16 years old. It is the age of blooming season. He is only 22 years old, but he has thousands of miles of mountains and rivers on his back, sleeping on a thatch and a pillow. She loved the whole country, but she devoted her whole life to him. He had three thousand beauties, but he doted on her alone. She is not a god, so there is no need to forgive those who wronged her. He only has one heart, so he can't accommodate others. She doesn't need to be proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. He doesn't need to be invulnerable, he just needs to keep her worry-free. He loved her as much as she loved him.