In the eleventh year of Yong'an, the East China Sea defense line was broken.
The door of Dongyi's dungeon was opened, and Chu Nanmo's chin was pinched hard, "He survived the poisonous hair again, what a monster."
"Oh, my general is defeated."
The Dongyi man suddenly locked Chu Nanmo's throat, "You have killed countless members of my tribe. Logically speaking, I should cut you into pieces, but you are the best drug to test... Now the cunning Taoist priest has captured our prince in exchange for you, but he never said that he wanted to exchange you alive."
The poison was rampant in Chu Nanmo's body. She raised her chin slightly, with a provocative and stubborn look on her pale face, "Don't worry, even if I die, I will drag your prince to be buried with me."
In the ninth year of Yong'an, she was reborn. At this time, she was still the glorious princess. She curbed her sharp edge and worked step by step, just to prevent the East China Sea War in two years.
She held the sword in one hand and raised Qin Zheng's chin across the table, "Master Qin, do you know that embezzling military pay is a crime that can be punished by execution?"
The fat on Qin Zheng's chin pressed against the sword, and he shrank and roared, "Chu Nanmo! I am your uncle!"
Chu Nanmo's almond-shaped eyes were slightly curved, and there was a bottomless chill in them, "Who says it's not the case?"
But Chu Nanmo didn't expect that the only variable in this life would be her fiancé who was dedicated to refining elixirs and cultivating immortality in her previous life.
"Master Song, has he given up on cultivating immortality?"
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"Because immortality cannot save my lover."
Purpose: To be a general, the country is supreme, and the people are the most important thing
