The distant cry is a song that has been gathering dust for many years.
——The mountains and rivers are as heavy as the nine heavens. Beauty, beauty, light as a feather.
She rescued him in the snowy mountains, and from then on, a red thread became entangled between them. Unexpectedly, he learned that he was actually the prince and was about to ascend the throne. From then on, she wore armor and went into battle under the pseudonym Yun Qixue, becoming the God of War, conquering troubled times for him and opening up territories for him.
So why does it matter if there are countless knife marks on the body? As long as he can sit safely on the dragon chair, she will never be afraid even if he is shattered to pieces.
When the war briefly ended, she returned to the court in military uniform, looking at him sitting with three thousand beauties, her face was unusually calm.
"King Yunqi, thanks to you, this battle was won. Tell me, I will try my best to satisfy you whatever you want."
"I don't want anything, I just want to ask the emperor a question."
"Say it."
"If you only choose one of the beauties of the country, what will the emperor choose?"
This love started quietly, but the process was vigorous.
She, Yun Feixue, is not a greasy, delicate and delicate woman. If you love her, you will love her. If you don't love her, you will not love her. After getting the answer to this question, she can also make a decision for herself whether to stay or go.
Yun Qixue, King Yun Qi, is there when he is needed. If he is no longer needed, this role can end.