She was supposed to be the proud daughter of heaven, the legitimate princess of South Vietnam, a saint certified by the national master, and the disciple of the world's most miraculous doctor. No matter her status, she was extremely noble.
Chang'an, her title, they hope she will protect Chang'an in the world. But one day, the country was destroyed and Princess Chang'an died for her country. From then on, there was no Chang'an in the world. But it seemed like there was a familiar voice ringing in my ears, and I saw the person in my memory coming through the snow again.
"Chang'an, I was wrong, would you marry me?" "Each one is his own master"
"Chang'an, I never sent troops to destroy your motherland. How about we get married?" "Okay"
"Chang'an, I was wrong. How about coming back?" "The general was joking."
It turns out that everything was doomed from the very beginning. After going through many vicissitudes of life, we have learned that childhood sweethearts are the best arrangement.