Wen Jiuyu length:
When I went to war according to the order, Shuli followed my horse and ran.
I reined in the reins and asked him with a smile: "Why are you following me?"
There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his jade face was pink as he said, "The general is so majestic!"
I smiled, whipped away, and ran a certain distance. When I turned around, he was still running with the team and smiled at me.
With a thought in my heart, I turned the horse's head and ran towards him. When the horse galloped to his side, I stretched out my hand. Without thinking, he grabbed my arm and got on the horse.
Many years later, when I was being tortured, Shuli put his arms around my neck and whispered, "Brother Yu, close your eyes."
I closed my eyes obediently,
He strikes very accurately,
A knife in the throat,
Blood sprays like mist,
Like the wind whispering.
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Special chapter:
In prison, I watched Wen Jiuyu grow old, and so did I.
He said that even if I fell in love with someone else and had children with someone else, he would still love me.
I burst into tears. The hardships of the past ten years of imprisonment were relieved by this sentence.
No need to tell him the truth,
He is the son of Wen Huo, he fell in love with the son of his enemy who killed him, and how he mistook me all these years, how will this stupid man deal with himself after telling me this?
How guilty should he be, and how much should he blame himself?
No matter the Queen Mother or Xiao Luan, they will never let Wen Jiuyu go.
Now, the only option is death, why bother to make him sad before death?
I knew that the Queen Mother was going to raise an army on the second day. I begged Princess Jing'an: It has been more than ten years, whether you hate me or love me, my man is going to die tomorrow, please show mercy and let me give him a ride.
The next day, I watched him in the prison car, chasing the prison car all the way, and suddenly I remembered that when I was sixteen years old, he took me away on a big horse, held me in his arms, and went to the north.
Intent: From a stable boy to a world-famous general, to a traitorous minister that is reviled by thousands of people, it suddenly seems like a dream. Life may be just a dream. You wake up early and wake up late.