On the day Lu Zhao was born, it snowed heavily.
In the winter of the 17th year of Yongjing's reign, South Vietnam formed an alliance with Xijing. The twelve-year-old Emperor Ji Lu Zhao went to Xijing as a pledge and became a token abandoned by South Vietnam.
As a proton, her life in Xijing was a nightmare for Lu Zhao, and since she was born blind, it was even more like falling into hell without seeing the light of day.
If there was anything that kept her alive, it was probably her meeting Xie Yu.
The young man stretched out his hand towards her and helped her up in the dirty mud. He stayed by her side, teaching her how to defend herself with a sword, telling her about the Six Taoist Strategies and Three Strategies in using war. He also took her to touch the spring and snow in the four seasons, and folded flowers into her hair under the silent lights.
His hands were cold, but Lu Zhao always wanted to hold him tightly.
Even though it was a handful of snow that was about to melt, she still had to hold on to the only clarity in this dream.
It was not until many years later that the rebel parties colluded with internal and external troubles, and South Vietnam was about to collapse.
Lu Zhao, who was thousands of miles away, opened his eyes and finally saw the windy and snowy world, the swaying and broken mountains and rivers.
She returned to South Vietnam from Xijing, punished the rebel party, killed the rebels, recaptured Kyoto, held the Emperor's Sword in hand, and personally took charge of the South Vietnam government.
Her name has since been etched in the history books of South Vietnam.
But when Lu Zhao was flipping through the history books, he suddenly caught a glimpse of
——It turns out that Xie Yu's name and surname have already been recorded in the book.
The young man who once reclaimed fourteen cities for South Vietnam and whose one man could serve as a million-man division had already died on the northwest frontier ten years ago.
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Reading guide:
1.1V1/he;
2. The dynasty has its own private facilities;
Intention: Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world.
