Yuanhe period
There was a princess whose surname was Yuan and whose name was Ye. Unlike other women in the boudoir, she was very naughty. I thought she would be innocent all her life, but she never expected to experience something like this...
Yuan He allowed women to join the army, but most of them were afraid of hardship and did not participate. Jing Hefeng not only participated, but also held heavy troops and fought many victorious battles.
The naughty princess changed her appearance, put on a man's clothes, and slipped out without telling the servants, "This market is really lively." Yuan Ye was naughty recently and beat the prime minister's son, so he was detained in the house, reading and practicing calligraphy, and cultivating his mind.
"I heard that General Jing will return to the city today."
"I wonder who will be unlucky in the future and marry this shrew and go home."
Several vendors gathered together to gossip, and Yuan Ye overheard them.
"Shrew? Who is this General Jing?" Yuan Ye has heard about General Jing on weekdays, and there are mixed opinions.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" Yuan Ye was thinking and was interrupted by a shout.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Jing Hefeng's troops.
Jing Hefeng rode a black horse with smooth and shiny hair. Jing Hefeng was wearing armor, which made his face smaller. For convenience, his hair was tied up, looking neat and capable. There is no feminine softness between her eyebrows, but a firmness.
Yuan Ye was fascinated by this strange woman.
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After a while, the army rebelled. No one expected that the rebel leader was Jing Hefeng, who had made countless military exploits for Yuanhe.
Yuan Ye was disheartened when he saw Jing Hefeng killing his brother.
Blood splashed onto Jing Hefeng's face and armor, which looked terrifying.
"Jing Hefeng, falling in love with you is the worst thing I have done in my short life!"
Yuan Ye committed suicide in front of Jing Hefeng, his blood dyed his plain clothes red, and Jing Hefeng's heart was as sharp as a knife.
Demining
○Suffering is very simple, attacking is very sinister
○Short story, sprinkle with sugar in the early stage, and end with a knife (more sugar than knife)
○This is my first time writing a be ending and an ancient style novel. Please don't criticize me if your writing is not good.
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Intention: I have a little secret, a little secret