"Woman, you know that death is the easiest thing for a prisoner. But if I don't see Gu in pain and want to live, I can't bear to let you die."
"Do you know which poem I love the most? It only means dying for the country on the battlefield, why should you return your body wrapped in horse leather?"
When the gunfire rang out, she finally faced the approaching wolf. It was clearly a matter of life and death, but Ning Miaomiao remembered her gossip with Gu Xi.
"You only need to die for your country on the battlefield, why should you wrap your body in horse leather... Don't be a general in your last life, I like to read such words in this life." The man in Gu Xi's arms raised his head with a half-smile, his eyes full of flattery.
"I am the general, and you are my little girl."
"Well, the spring night is short in Furong's warm tent, so the general and I will take off our battle robes..."
Purpose: A story about growth and perfection, a tribute to those warriors who protect peace