-Tianzong's talented little general x fighting against strangers
The dusk clouds are thousands of miles away, and the fragrant grass reaches the sky.
The young man lay leisurely, with the back of his hand on his forehead and his eyes closed to bask in the sun, with a piece of soft grass under his body.
And she sat aside, grabbing some straw ribbons to make rabbits.
He suddenly asked: "If I die for the country unfortunately, how should you deal with it?"
She did not scold him and asked him to take back the ominous words. She kept moving her fingers, and after thinking for a moment, she just whispered:
"In life, we should come back again, and in death, we should miss each other."
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What will happen if we travel from the 21st century back to the Western Han Dynasty BC?
He Meisheng's experience was that he would struggle with food and clothing every day. He would work hard to fill his stomach and have no time to think about changing history.
From a baby waiting to be fed who knows nothing about the surrounding environment, to a little girl serving tea and water, to a disgraced girl who cannot get married and has to pay the poll tax, her only golden finger has also disappeared——
Just like a college student who cannot answer college entrance examination questions, more than ten years of foraging in the fields has consumed her few memories of history.
Until the only person she cares about leaves her, her only motivation to survive in this desolate world is filled with hatred, waiting for the day when she will kill her enemy with her own hands.
However, a young man picked her up and took her back.
Wait, the boy said his name was Qu Bing?
Why does it sound familiar?
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Huo Qubing spent his childhood living under the influence of others and being looked down upon by others. Later, his aunt was lucky enough to make him a favored minister of the emperor, which was extremely valuable.
He has always been very kind-hearted, and for the first time he saved that little girl with a strange name just because they happened to hate the same person.
Until one night when she was drunk, he held her hand and drank the hangover soup. The sleeves slipped down, revealing the intricate carvings on his arms. She said it was the only thing that belonged to her.
Later, he taught her how to read and write, and she finally read him the meaning of the notch word for word——
"A dreamer."
If you travel thousands of miles to attack, be granted the title of a wolf, be granted the title of a prince at a young age, or be gifted with talented people, it will all be nothing more than a dream.
I'm afraid it's not a dream, but I'm also afraid it's a dream.
Intention: Whoever wakes up from the big dream first will know it in my life.
