The sinister beauty strategist & the sincere and innocent young general
In the previous life, the General's Mansion, which was full of loyal people, all died in battle due to the new emperor's insistence.
In his new life, Jiang Zhiyi got rid of the Dog Prince as quickly as possible.
Then he put on his battle armor and "pointed his spear far away at the borderland. If I don't regain my city, I won't return the court."
When the road was rough, he drew his sword to help and saved a woman.
The moment they looked at each other, their souls resonated strongly.
The legend of the white-robed military advisor and the red-armored general fighting invincible on the frontier begins here.
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Later, the two faced each other because of their different positions.
The high-spirited young general pointed the cloud-breaking gun tremblingly at her lover, with pain in his eyes: "I have repeatedly hinted that you can tell me the truth, but you have blocked my mouth with countless lies."
The always gentle and rational military advisor was like a madman, putting the tip of his spear against his heart: "Even if your red tassel pierces my heart, I still won't regret having lied to you."
It turns into a butterfly to look for flowers, and roosts on fragrant grass every night.
The blood-ripple butterfly, which was born to die and was as passionate as fire, guarded the withering iris and watched it turn into dust.
The wind that day caressed her cheek, just like she had done countless times.
The wind blew past her ears, as if saying goodbye to her again, or telling her the unspoken love.
Thousands of years later, later generations attached a flower language to the iris - desperate love.
Small theater one in the article:
Jiang Zhiyi: Can you change your white clothes? We are walking in the wild and you want me to wash them when they get dirty.
Shi Yuan: I don't have any other colors of clothing in my luggage. Why don't you lend me the young general's clothes?
Jiang Zhiyi: ... I really owe you.
As he spoke, he handed her the red undershirt worn inside the armor in the package.
Shi Yuan: Huh? I didn't expect that the young general looked so thin, his chest muscles were so developed, and his clothes fit me so well.
Hearing this, the young general's ears were like ripe peach blossoms, but he pretended to be calm: "I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, so my muscles are naturally strong."
Then she tilted her head "accidentally", wasn't it a little tight, this girl really didn't tell the truth...
Small Theater 2: On the battlefield, Jiang Zhiyi danced with a spear superbly and took the head of the Nanman Prince directly.
The girl following him was dressed in white, with no trace of dust on the skirt.
A small country on the border wanted to instigate Shi Yuan, but before they could get close, Jiang Zhiyi jumped out of nowhere and shot him to death.
Shi Yuan looked at the person in front of him who was wearing red armor, his eyes flashing: "My little general is so good at knowing things, he will definitely be invincible and invincible in the future."
Jiang Zhiyi turned her head and took in her unabashed love: "Being able to successfully keep you by my side is the most beautiful battle I have ever fought in my life."
The noble Shi Yuan was willing to surrender: "I like butterflies, so I became a flower."
Jiang Zhiyi realized it later and looked down at the red and white dress underneath her, her cheeks flushed: "The iris is in bloom, it's really beautiful."
Purpose: National justice is above all else, and no one can destroy the great national unity of our country.
