1: Song Wenqing was drunk and disheveled. With slender fingers, he lifted up the well-defined chin of the person in front of him, and said with a silly smile: "You can't live up to the fine wine in the world, and the same goes for beauties."
Fang Qiyan stood solemnly and allowed him to mess around. The rich aroma of wine mixed with Song Wenqing's unique fragrance of pear blossoms was so dense that it hit his nostrils. His clothes, as thin as paper, seemed to be nothing. Looking at the seductive person in front of him, Fang Qiyan replied: "Indeed, a beauty cannot be let down."
The person in front of me is drunk from drinking. He himself is drunk on people.
Thirteen years ago, he couldn't hold it back. Thirteen years later, he couldn't hold it back either.
2: After two years of separation, I don't see him everywhere, but I see him everywhere.
Song Wenqing had been looking forward to it every day, wanting to tell him in person: "The young general who has sealed the wolf and lives in Xu, who is so powerful in the world, is my sweetheart."
But what came from the border was not good news, but bad news of the general's defeat and death.
A young general who endures humiliation and heavy burdens? A handsome young master who hides away from the world
This is a story about gratitude and redemption.
There are fusu in the mountains and lotus flowers in the hills.
Food guide: HE, Shuang Jie, Nian Xiang Gong
Intention: How can we bear the sorrow of ordinary people?