My Little Childhood Sweetheart

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Yu Qing had a childhood sweetheart.

At seven, she picked him up by the roadside and brought him back to the palace to raise.

At twelve, she sent him off to war.

At eighteen, he was made a general.

Watching the many gentle, beautiful noblewomen crowd around the young man, Yu Qing gritted her teeth and decided to rein in her fierce glare. She went to the imperial kitchens, fetched a plate of pastries, and presented them to him like a treasured gift.

The young man didn't even spare her a glance. He was ice-cold.

Yu Qing cursed him as an ungrateful wretch and decided she would never speak to him again.

That night, she tossed and turned in bed, then suddenly heard a noise outside the palace hall.

She got up to investigate.

There he was, sitting beneath the tree where they had always enjoyed the shade together as children, his face gloomy as he asked her, "Why didn't you come looking for me?"

Yu Qing: "..."

I did come. You didn't even give me a kind look.

The young man said, "I'm still angry."

Yu Qing: "?"

I haven't even gotten angry yet, and you have the nerve to be angry? You ungrateful wretch!

"You didn't come to see me off when I left for war, and you weren't there to welcome me when I returned. That's why I'm angry."

Hearing the disappointment in his voice, Yu Qing's heart ached. She looked up at him, her eyes sincere and bright. "Then next time you go to war, I'll come see you off, all right?"

When he didn't answer, she even raised her hand and swore an earnest oath.

Unfortunately, the night was too dark for her to see the smile in his eyes.

Just as she would never know that, back then, the young man had resolved to go to war only to win fame and merit, so he could become worthy of her, a princess of the highest rank.

Note: This story features political intrigue among children, but the focus is on romance.

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Next story: My Late Wife and Me

Feng Shu was a great general guarding the northwest.

But she was framed by villains, died in the northwest, and was branded a traitor.

Fortunately, Heaven took pity on her, and someone rescued her.

To avenge herself and clear her name, she changed her appearance and returned to Great Xia.

Along the way, she witnessed the people's suffering and the emperor's incompetence and tyranny.

Feng Shu's heart turned cold. She resolved to find a new ruler for the dynasty.

So she set her sights on one man: Prince Qi, Li Chengzhao.

The next time she heard about Li Chengzhao, he was planning to blow up Great Xia's eastern capital, though for some reason he had stopped.

On her first day as a strategist in Prince Qi's residence, Feng Shu asked him why.

She needed to know whether Li Chengzhao was still the kindhearted man he had once been.

"Because I want to avenge my wife," Li Chengzhao said, looking her in the eyes. "My wife's name was Feng Shu. She was an extraordinary person."

*

Li Chengzhao was born into the imperial family, but he had no desire for power. All he wanted was to spend his life with his wife.

But then his wife died, and the world branded her with all kinds of crimes.

He resolutely set off for the northwest, to protect the land his wife had loved. At the same time, he began recruiting talented people and building his own power.

Six years later, he returned to Great Xia.

He was going to blow it all up and make everyone pay for his wife by joining her in death.

But at the last moment, in the midst of the chaotic crowd, he saw someone walking toward him. An unfamiliar face, an unfamiliar voice, nothing like the person he remembered.

She said,

"Your Highness, Prince Qi, I wish to serve as your strategist and help you accomplish great things."

Theme: May the land remain peaceful, the people live in safety, and old friends remain as they were