Xia Yiheng met the little girl for the first time when he was eighteen years old.
He was highly poisoned and kept in the Nanmo Palace. He could always see a little girl in a lavender gauze skirt dancing in the garden. Her peach blossom eyes were clear and beautiful. When he smiled, the military book in his hand fell to the ground. Every day after that, I secretly watched her fly a kite, play, sing, and play.
At the same time, his illness became more serious, with residual poison spreading all over his limbs and bones. The great doctors concluded that he would not survive more than six years.
Six years... His eyes were gloomy, the little girl had just grown up.
Six years later, the situation in Nanmo changed drastically. A traitorous minister usurped the throne. The girl fled east and west. Xia Yiheng quickly rushed to the border to save her.
He watched the little girl put down her body for revenge, shuttle between the rich and powerful, and try her best to scheming. He doesn't live long, and all he can do is protect her, help her, and pave and widen all the roads for her with his own hands.
Before he died, he bought ten thousand acres of fertile land for the little girl, recorded all the property in her name in advance, used his numerous military and political achievements throughout his life to get a gold medal for the little girl to avoid death, and gave her the death warrior, secret guard, and killer he had trained with for decades...
The beautiful princess in distress who is neither stupid nor soft-hearted × the iron-blooded and cold-blooded rich man who falls in love and is not smart
Demining:
Most of this article is about the secret love of the male protagonist, who dotes on the female protagonist, and puts the female protagonist first in everything, which is a preference that breaks the bottom line and principles. If you don't like it, don't spray it, please click ×, except the Gangjing Keyboard Warrior Spray, ba ba ba ba. I welcome all suggestions and criticisms regarding the correctness of this article.
Purpose: The most sincere feeling is sharing weal and woe
