When we first met, Wen Renzhan was twenty-eight years old and had made great military exploits and had returned from a great victory. Almost all the rich ladies in the city were on the second floor of the restaurant, stretching their necks to look outside.
Mu Yan was just a little curious and a little disdainful at that time. What kind of person would make those sisters order a table full of delicacies without moving their chopsticks.
At the age of seven, she would not have understood a girl's wish to marry a happy man. But later, when she lay under him and touched his face, she felt that she would rather be a heroic concubine than a mediocre wife. As long as I can depend on him for life and death, I will die with no regrets even if I have no name and no status in my life.
Intention: We share joys and sorrows, and we depend on each other for good and bad fortunes.