The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the young general who was fighting against foreign enemies in the desert fell into an abyss that mysteriously appeared on the battlefield.
When she woke up again, her military uniform changed into a fancy one. Looking at the room covered with talisman paper in front of her and the man who was shaking the soul-calling bell and calling himself his father, Yue Ruge fell silent for the first time in a long time.
I don't know how I turned into Chang Yin, the much-loved third princess of Dayao 20 years ago
At that time, my previous self was not even born yet.
But a year later, the Beizhou general's wife gave birth to a daughter, named Yue Baishuang after the second daughter of the Yue family.
All traces of Yue Ruge's existence have disappeared
Returning to Beizhou to pay tribute at the end of the year, Zhao Xuanyi had a dream repeatedly. In the dream, there would always be a smiling Yan Yan claiming to be the second lady of Beizhou General Mansion.
Therefore, every time I wake up from a dream, I can't tell what night it is for a short time.
Because there is no second lady in Beizhou General's Mansion!
Later, Miss Yue Er, who grew older, was far different from the girl in her dream.
Later, Chang Yin came to him in the ice and snow of Yaoyue City on the border of Beizhou
A princess who was raised in a boudoir and was rumored to be ignorant of the world, the marriage partner given to him by Dayao
The sun was shining brightly, and she was lying on the rocking chair in the yard to bask in the sun.
Dark clouds were gathering, and she hid under the red bricks and baked oranges
everyone likes her
me too
What remains after the fog is the human touch that Zhao Xuanyi desires most in his heart while adhering to justice and law.
"No matter who she is, I love her."
I used to think that Dharma books and classics could engrave absolute justice. It wasn't until I met you that the sunshine outside the books was able to shine warmly on me.
Atypical rebirth
Concept: There are many kinds of love. There must be someone who loves you silently somewhere you can't see.