I would rather die on a fragrant branch, which was blown away by the north wind
Yao Jiuhua and Shen Jie were childhood sweethearts. Everyone said they were destined to have a good marriage, but who knew what would happen next.
Jiuhua only remembered that year when the peach blossoms in the mountain temple began to bloom, and the young man called her with a hoarse voice: "Jiuhua."
Later, the silk handkerchief was stained with blood, Tao Yao shed tears, and Jiu Hua walked onto the battlefield, holding Shen Jie's old gun.
If there is no you in the world, I will go to find you.
Mission: In addition to small love, there is also the great love of family and country
