People have always been very lucky, but now who remembers the old merits?
A rural love story about a defeated general and a disabled scholar who were chased away in a chess game played by smart people and ended up farming.
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He didn't mention that Yuan Xi had saved him, nor did he mention that his subordinates had promised Yuan Xi a casual position. He just talked about fate and made a promise in a straightforward manner. If he was desperate, Yuan Xi could always go to him.
Yuan Xi's eyes grew hot when she heard this, but she still pretended to be asleep, kept silent, wiped her nose and quietly wiped it on Wen Qinian's sleeve.
Now that I'm all yours, he thought, this bit of snot is nothing.
"I'll give you an explanation."
Yuan Xi turned around in surprise. Wen Qinian looked at him and said again: "I will give you an explanation."
Yuan Xi raised her eyebrows sinisterly: "Everyone in my family is dead, what explanation can you give me?"
Wen Qinian stood up and held him in his arms: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry for you, I will help you get revenge. Your family is dead, I will be your family, and I will accompany you all my life." He lowered his head and pressed it against Yuan Xi's head and said, "If you want to die, I will die with you."
When I fell asleep, I couldn't see the bright and clean clouds, which looked like steamed buns in the sky as blue as green feathers. I can't see the new wheat has been ground, and the cattle and sheep are chasing the green grass. I can't see that the magnolia flowers are gone, and the poplar flowers are blooming again. There are no geese flying by, and the flying catkins on Nanmo are light and fluffy.
But it doesn't matter, we can still see it tomorrow. We can't see tomorrow, but next year and the year after tomorrow are long, the road is endless, there are so many beautiful scenery in the world, there is nothing to be anxious about.
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