When five-year-old Liu Shangshuang saw her mother-in-law leaving the gorgeous palace without her, she cried and ran towards her mother-in-law's back, but accidentally knocked over Ye Fanlu, who was dressed like a ball in plush clothes.
Seeing the third princess burst into tears, Liu Shangshuang had no choice but to be reluctant to let his mother-in-law cry while coaxing Jiao Jiao, who was one year younger than her, not to cry. The ladies around him couldn't laugh or cry.
"Princess, sister, no, don't cry, okay?" Liu Shangshuang cried so hard that she clumsily picked up the third princess and patted her head gently.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"""" Upon hearing her daughter crying like this, Concubine Shu knew that this little baby was going to trick the general's honest daughter.
Liu Shangshuang didn't know what bad intentions the doughy third princess had. Hearing her cry, she became even more pitiful and even more confused.
Ye Fanlu calmly stopped crying, "You, you are not allowed to leave. If you promise to stay with me, I will stop crying."
"Okay, okay, I'll stay with the princess until I leave. I won't leave."
When Liu Shangshuang came back from the battlefield in the northwest in the name of accompanying physician and found Ye Fanlu in a corner of the south of the Yangtze River, the once chubby baby had grown into a cute and cute girl, and she had forgotten that this girl had a lot of bad water in her belly.
"Sister Shuang, you promised to stay with me all the time. How should you calculate these four years?"
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"Then we have agreed that we are not allowed to leave in the future. Wherever I go, Sister Shuang will go."
When they were thrown over the red wave and headed to Wushan together, Ye Fanlu rolled to the side helplessly, "No, no, no, don't come over!"
Liu Shangshuang just gently held Ye Fanlu's hand, and her calloused hands from long-term spear and stick dancing touched every inch of the people around her, "Didn't Jiao Jiao say, wherever you go, I will go too?"
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Because the writer himself has no ambitions, the stories between them and other people will definitely seem salty and too casual compared to other novels with magnificent plots, more like a bland daily collection. There may be some twists and turns, but since the writer's brain is not fully developed and his cerebellum is not developed at all, please feel free to eat it and please beg for it!
Intention: Eat, drink, have fun, travel around