That year in the southern country, the spring breeze was early, the orioles were singing, and the willows were new, and the two little sweethearts shared a thin quilt...
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I married Qi Jin with great expectations, imagining that he would be as considerate and submissive to me as he was when I was a child.
But I don't know, white clouds and gray dogs, people's hearts are changeable.
In the past three years, there was a woman by his side. Rumor has it that he was gentle, considerate and obedient to the woman. Even on the wedding night, he left me to see her because she accidentally cut her finger and it hurt.
Later, I fled to the southern country, and he pursued me relentlessly and brought troops to the city.
He said: "A Zhao, surrender, I will protect you."
I smiled slightly and jumped off the wall in front of his horrified eyes.
——I am the princess of the southern country, and I can only die.
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★For self-entertainment, short stories. Serialization is not a V, I will update as the occasion arises.
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Concept: Life is always a balance between misses and encounters