You are born in the center of the southern country, and I am stationed at the border of the country.
"You see, this desert is as sandy as snow. How about I use the Western Region as a betrothal gift, and in exchange, your new and old loves will be mine."
He only remembered the flowers between her eyebrows as red as snow, and her charming smile, but he forgot that she was a female general from the Western Region and a princess of a subjugated country.
The smoke from the kitchen is gone, and the smoke is everywhere.
"This battle is inevitable."
A red tasseled gun sets off the wedding dress as dazzling as fire, and the eyes are smart.
"I use this world as my dowry, can you love me again?"