During the Lantern Festival, the man was wearing aqua blue clothes, with distant mountains tattooed on his sleeves. His brows were as bright as stars, and there was a hint of gentleness hidden in detail.
She heard the lingering sound of frogs croaking that early summer night. Sparing no effort, she wanted to hold onto this long-lost warmth.
She put on armor for him, and the world only heard that the jade-faced man turned the tide and put an end to the civil strife for the new emperor. Over a period of time, she helped him become king, and no one knew that the general had a red makeup.
On the occasion of the triumph, the red makeup was not seen for ten miles. A cup of peach blossom wine, with thousands of overlapping murderous intentions. She drank this cup, and Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on.