Northern Xinjiang is in critical condition, and Yi Lian, as the daughter of two ministers, is the most suitable candidate for marriage.
She once thought about accepting her fate and said frankly to her father: "It is hard to be a second minister in the next life."
But there was one person who always protected her and vowed to give her her freedom, and she believed it.
Unexpectedly, when the man offered her life to seek divine favor, Yi Lian did not wait for her marriage decree. Instead, her husband promoted her to the fourth rank of guerrilla general and left for Northern Xinjiang.
But it turns out that no matter how deep the friendship is, it can't compare to fame and fortune.
Wu Tong was the illegitimate son of General Yin's family. When he was young, he led more than a hundred refugees to ask for help from the Yin family army, but all of them except one child were killed. At this point, his faith collapsed and he vowed not to join the Yin family's army as long as he lived.
In the years to come, he would only keep that villain in his heart and risk his life to protect him.
But that day in the competition field, in order to atone for the sins in his heart, he failed her.
From then on, Wu Tong went to northern Xinjiang, hoping that ten years of military service in the Yin family army could buy her freedom.
Three years later, Yi Lian got rid of her divorce and family, and headed to Northern Xinjiang. She finally met her old man, only to find that he had long since lost his young and beautiful soul, leaving only a stiff body.
But it turned out that he had never abandoned her for a moment, only himself.
(Tips for reading the article: In the early stage of the article, the background of the story is gray, but in the later stage, it will be sweetened, and finally it will become he)
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"The Ballad of Falling Flowers"
My name is Chiwei, and my sister's name is Qingya.
My mother said, we are flowers and leaves on a branch, no one can live without the other.
Unexpectedly, when I was six years old, my mother died and my sister left. I grew up relying on the food from the village. It can be said that the people in the village are my closest relatives.
However, it wasn't until the year my sister died that I realized that they were like leeches, sucking up the last drop of my sister's blood.
And I am one of them.
Ps: 1. The copywriting is in the first person, and the main text is in the third person.
2. This article is another story under the same background as the previous article, so it can be regarded as a companion article.
Concept: Even an earthworm can shake a tree