Introduction:
There was a man who once sat on the throne and looked down at me arrogantly: "I am called upon, are you willing to lead one hundred thousand soldiers to recapture my thousands of miles of territory in Yunying?"
I lifted my robe and knelt down: "My son is willing."
There was a man who was dressed in green clothes and was gentle and handsome. He looked at my bloody shirt and shook his head and sighed: "Zhao'er, you are just a woman, why do you torture yourself like this?"
I raised my head to look into his eyes, but accidentally got lost in those deep eyes.
In the end, the man I wanted to call "Father" tried to kill me because he was afraid that I would threaten his power.
That gentle young man was engaged to my sister and betrayed me.
It's just that I never expected that in the end, everything would be less than a former prisoner of war from an enemy country. The current guard knelt down on one knee beside me and held my hand in silence for a long time. In the end, he just stroked the cocoon on it and said softly: "Thirteen, let me fight for you from now on."
In an instant, I looked at his strange-colored eyes, tears streaming down my face, and I felt that this was the end of the world.