Outside Haodu, there are majestic carriages and horses, and ordinary people enter the capital for the annual Lantern Festival just to see the grandeur.
The carriage drove slowly and entered Haodu. Xiaobing watched the carriage leave and then looked away.
"I remember there is no general named Wen in this Haodu!" The soldiers on the side were quite puzzled.
Xiao Bing looked at his young face and sighed: "You didn't know that you had just arrived in Haodu. This was ten years ago. Although the General's Mansion is no longer here, the Young General is still personally appointed by His Majesty. It's a pity."
"What's the little general's name?" Others asked curiously.
The soldier recalled the jade plaque he saw. The jade plaque was the size of a palm, and the delicate pattern also contained a word - Wen. And that man, the young general's surname was Wen, and the day he was born was when the sun was rising, so he was named -
"Wen Zhao——"
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Gu Yan: "I thought it was a young lady from some family, but I didn't expect it to be a soft bunny."
Wen Zhao: "He's not a soft rabbit."
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"Wen Zhao, what do you want?"
"I want those people to die. Why can they live so happily now? I live in hell every day!"
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The black bugs were densely packed, and in Wen Zhao's eyes, there were bugs all under Gu Yan's skin.
"Azhao, don't be afraid."
"Bugs, so many bugs, all inside my body!"
"Azhao, please, don't be afraid of me."
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That day, there were no flowers, but the branches were luxuriant, and the man squatted in front of him with a smile.
"Ouch - the little tiger is here, the soft rabbit no longer has to be afraid."
Concept: Sometimes your enemy may be the person you need most.