Riding a White Horse to Ride the Spring Breeze

The beacon fire illuminates Fengque, and the iron cavalry circles the capital. It disturbs your quiet dreams, and it is difficult for your loyal heart to rest on its own. He is brave enough to raise his head to the sky. The blood splashed on Xuanyuan Terrace, and the white-feathered arrows lived up to their expectations. Her surname is Zhao and her given name is Wentang. She is the daughter of her elder brother. She has a noble status, but she has been mixed up in three religions and nine streams since she was a child. During the fifteen years of wandering around the world, she worked as a cook and was good at practicing Miao Gu. She liked to catch snakes, insects, rats and ants to refine poison. Occasionally, she also practiced knife skills and read poetry and books, and had all kinds of hobbies. She thought her life would go on so smoothly, but she never expected that someone would be sent to look for her. This would unveil a bloody royal secret, and also start her journey of pursuing the truth and growing up. His surname is Guo and his given name is Yu. He is a tiger son of Hou Men. He followed his father and brother on expeditions outside the customs since he was a child. At a young age, he was awarded the title of General of Hussars and led the army. Because of a secret order, he disguised himself and went south, met and got to know Wen Tang, and then got to know each other and fell in love. ———————————————————————————————————— She said: "My heart is very small and cannot hold the world as big as it can only hold a few people." She also said: "Those are all excellent, but I am stubborn and don't like them all." He said: "I already have someone I like in my heart, so I cannot accept the imperial edict." He also said: "I have someone in my heart for a long time, but I haven't dared to express it for a long time. I really regret it a lot." ———————————————————————————————————— "You, me, and Dabai, can we go anywhere?" She smiled. The spring breeze blew by, causing the skirt corners to fly. He jumped onto the back of the white horse, gently held her waist, and the horse flew away as if he knew it. ———————————————————————————————————— This article is both sweet and cruel, but ends on a sweet note. Even if I am single-player until the end, I will insist on completing the game and never give up halfway. Intention: A broad agreement between life and death, discussed with Zicheng