Yu Xiyuan first emerged on the battlefield at the age of seventeen. The flat sand was vast, the sky reflected the white grass, and his horn bow pierced the wind and became the first silver light of dawn in the cold autumn outside the Great Wall, shocking the first frightening dreams in the hearts of countless girls.
When riding horses from the frontier to the capital, throwing flowers can dye the entire pass.
This kind of General Qianyuan is affectionate and righteous, and is not stained by the world of mortals. Her heart is rooted in the yellow sand of Mobei.
——Everyone thinks so.
——Yi Chu is the same.
Yichu opened his eyes and returned to the time when he was eight years old. At that time, when Yu Xiyuan entered the palace for the first time, the thirteen-year-old girl was already a head taller than her, like an undifferentiated Qianyuan.
His body has been weak all year round, so everyone thought Yi Chu was a Kunze.
Even she herself thought so.
In her previous life, she was trapped in a fog all her life, and she didn't know until the end that that person——
The frontier cavalrymen fight each other; they repay each other with their own lives, but they are not repaying the country, and they are not defending the country.
In the lonely cold weather of frost and autumn, I drank wine down my throat; I looked at the moon and cherished the capital, but I was not pregnant with the emperor or my family.
What he was protecting was the little princess who was trapped in a corner within that small wall.
What I am thinking of is still the little princess.
So now...
When Yi Chu was separated, he frowned in her ear with red eyes and said softly: "Sister, help Chu Chu."
Yu Xiyuan looked at the poor princess who used to be sick and frail, and his heart softened and he stayed.
One night passed, someone knocked on the door and waited for a long time in the cool morning outside.
What was waiting was the ninth princess who had been bedridden all year round.
"Shh-sister is still asleep."
Yichu raised his lips and looked gently at the screen with his phoenix eyes, recalling the spring breeze that blew into the house last night.
"Kunze is a light sleeper, don't wake him up."
——She will never let her sister go again.
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Yu Xiyuan woke up from his dream and only said that he had had a terrible dream.
——She actually dreamed that she had differentiated into Kunze, and the little princess she was protecting in the palm of her hand became Qianyuan.
This is outrageous!
Until——
A pair of delicate hands hugged her tightly from behind, and gentle and charming words spread in her ears——
"I'll send the noisy people away. Sister, can you sleep a little longer?"
Yu Xiyuan: ... Are they all true? !
[Qianyuan=A, Zhongyong=B, Kunze=O]
[There are children, but not many]
Purpose: Use rational eyes to discern the truth of the world
