In her previous life, she was a young lady from an aristocratic family. She was thrown off a cliff by her husband because of her ugly appearance. He was a dull woodcutter with only limited medical skills and was not good at communicating with others. He loved her and cherished her. After saving her, he healed the scars on her face.
She stood with him on the edge of the cliff. She looked at him standing in front of her. The sword pierced her chest and dyed the new clothes she had made for him red. She was disheartened and cried as she watched the husband standing in the wind, holding his body and jumping into the cliff.
On the Naihe Bridge, she cried so hard that she couldn't wait for his presence. Why didn't she want to drink Meng Po Soup? She would rather give up her glory and wealth and be a low-class person in her next life to keep the memories with him. He felt sad because of his identity, and because he was incompetent and unable to protect her. He only promised to be a master in the next life, just to keep her safe throughout her life. Po Meng watched him finish Meng Po soup, and shook her head helplessly. One would rather not have a beautiful face and a prominent family background, just to stay with the man. The other would like the power of the whole life, just for beauty, but fate has played a trick, and the man has no memory.
Hu Xiaoke also wondered how he could travel to a feudal society where his father didn't care about him, his mother didn't love him, or a dynasty that didn't exist in history when he was clearly visiting the West Lake.
"You... You... You are Qinghe King Munuo." Hu Xiaoke, who was kneeling, looked up and saw the man sitting in the hall, who was the target of his blackmail that day. He couldn't help but feel cold sweat pouring down his back. What should he do in the future?
Holding hands in the pavilion, gazing at each other, the candle shadows are shaking red, how tender they are
We have a promise in the past life, but it is hard to find it in this life. How many spring and autumn years have passed since you parted?
Gu Xiaolan's "Beautiful Beauty"