"I want to take Ah Xue home." Yun Qingshuang got on her horse and smiled brightly. The warm wind gently lifted her wide sleeves. It was already the spring of the second year of Jianyan. Time flies like lightning, and she comes to the Song Dynasty alone, experiencing a series of grievances and righteousness of family and country, but now everything has disappeared like smoke. Looking at that smile, Yelu Ding was in a daze for a moment, as if his heart had been split open with a sharp knife. A self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he asked her softly, and even asked himself: "Are you going to keep waiting?" "Yes. I will wait. The mountains are long and the rivers are wide, and we will see each other again."
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This is a hybrid novel that is mainly about history, supplemented by romance, and also includes martial arts. At the same time, we pay tribute to the two gentlemen Gu and Jin. If the writing is not good, please feel free to criticize...