Mingyuejianshan

#General and her weak little daughter-in-law who can't take care of herself# [Copywriting] Whose girl is swaying her skirt lightly, carrying flowers over the wall to play with the man? The first time I met the young master of the Ling family, it was the day when Ai Qinghe returned to the court after a victory and the people lined the streets to welcome him. She practiced martial arts at the age of five, rode a horse and drew a bow at the age of ten. She had a white pole in one hand and a tassel in her hand, and she wielded it superbly. When she was young, she was personally awarded by the Holy Emperor and became a rare female general in a prosperous country for a century. Look, flags are flying, red military uniforms, whips and horses, sharp swords cutting the dust. The streets are filled with thousands of people chanting congratulations, but who says there are no heroes? Ai Qinghe faced countless admiring glances as he rode his horse and strolled down the street, looking very high-spirited. But before the stick of incense burned out, everyone dispersed. No matter men, women, old or young, they walked straight past the heroic figure just to take a look at the young master of the Ling family, Ling Yu'an, who was known as the most beautiful man in Chang'an. Being treated coldly for the first time in his life, General Ai looked at the large open space in front of him and felt that his prestige and reputation had been lost. Raising her finger to point at the two long tufts of hair on Ling Yuan's forehead, she curled her lips in disdain and mocked, "Who are you showing me with that hook-and-loop style?" However, things are unpredictable. Within half a month, General Ai was fascinated by the "hook bar style" he mentioned. It was night, I crossed the green tiled red wall in the dark, rubbed my hands and rushed towards the beauty. Unexpectedly, the beauty sticks to the defense between men and women and refuses. This boneless, half-push, half-compliance move was not worth mentioning in front of her. With a crisp sound of "pop", Young Master Ling, who was attacked by a surprise attack, blushed anxiously and hurriedly turned away his cheeks, "No, don't be disrespectful!" Ai Qinghe smiled evilly and said in a low voice: "Qingqing, please let me have another breath. I will comply with whatever clothes, hair and crown you want." After saying that, he pulled off the green hair tie and tied the troublesome hands above his head. At his wits' end, Young Master Ling could not avoid it, his face was so red that he wanted to bleed. After breathing for a long time, he could only hold back one sentence: "Rogue" *** The young master of the Ling family was born weak and sickly. Apart from his skin, he has nothing to do with it. He thought that in front of Ai Qinghe, he, Ling Yu'an, was ordinary and not worth mentioning. But she came wearing the stars and the moon, and plated him with gold with her rare love. Even though she couldn't lift it with her hands or carry it on her shoulders, she didn't care and still regarded him as a treasure. She touched the mark of the tea cup on her forehead and said in an unquestionable tone, "So what? My husband, Wen Neng can bring peace to the world with his pen, and Wan Neng raises his cup to smash gangsters. He is as good as any man." Ling Yu'an smiled so heartily, his eyes were dancing and his clothes were wet. He didn't dare to imagine that the moon in his heart and the flowers in the mirror would embrace him. He had never told her that a long time ago, the word 'Ai Qinghe' had been hidden in his heart. Her every frown and smile could affect all his emotions. Be happy because of her joy, sad because of her weeping. His treatment of her was far from innocent. His beloved, Underneath, you can wear a neat dress and put on your eyebrows and make-up. Outside, you can gallop on the battlefield and scold Fang Qiu. Do you know that girls in this world are never inferior to boys? She bent down on the horse and gave him a passionate kiss. After that, the rising sun and the rosy clouds on the Western Mountains, the dynasty and the dynasty stand side by side, and the twilight and dusk embrace each other. Let's look at it, holding up its long tassel, walking like a dragon and snake, holding the moon to illuminate the mountains and rivers. [Reading Tips] 1v1HE, the whole text is purely fictitious. The family, the country, and the heart are brave, not only the love between children. [The copy will be published on May 8, 2023] Intention: Don't say that women are not heroic things, the sound of dragon spring on the wall every night