Nan Yujue, a high-spirited young man with great achievements in battle, returned with another great victory. When discussing meritorious deeds in front of the emperor, he did not want a reward or money, but he only wanted a blind girl named Feng Zhuoying.
"I don't want to marry him." Feng Zhuoying pursed her lips tightly.
"He is the third younger brother of the current emperor, King Chengwu. The emperor has not yet succeeded, but he is the person most likely to ascend the throne in the future. If you marry him, it is equivalent to marrying the world. Why don't you marry?"
"I don't love these." Feng Zhuoying tilted her head to the side, "I just want to be with the person I like."
Later, time destroyed everyone's life like a heavy hammer. Having lost everything, he took Feng Zhuoying's hand and said, "I have no status now, no money, and no future."
"I don't love these." Feng Zhuoying gently stroked his messy hair, "I just want to be with the person I like."