In the fifth year of Changqi's reign, the border captain Lu Qingyuan died in battle, and his wife Ye Yixiang was sent to the border camp as a dependent of a criminal official. She could even join the army and take her into the camp to play with.
Everyone said that the princess who was famous in the capital in the previous dynasty was destined to become a prostitute and wither in the mud.
But she was brought back to the main tent by Lu Qingyuan's cousin, the cold-faced Yama Chu Huaili, in full view of everyone.
The new commander-in-chief of the Northern Army was the man who once refused to touch his lips even with a glass of wedding wine during her wedding.
She wanted to find her late husband's belongings in his tent, but she didn't expect him to be taking a bath.
"Before your late husband's body has been found, you flatter others with low eyebrows. You reveal yourself so late at night, but you break into a man's bathing tent alone... So impatient!"
Her black hair was scattered, but her fragile back was straight, "If I wanted to seduce, I should be enjoying my wealth and wealth in Zhao Canjun's tent at this moment, instead of humiliating myself next to the general's bathtub..."
Chu Huaili remembered how this woman haunted his cousin with her loving eyes, and he personally said the word "disaster" to her.
But when she really came to beg him to overturn the verdict of her late husband, he never wanted to push her away again. I could only pinch her waist late at night, bite her earlobe and ask:
"Tell me, who is that name you shout every night in your nightmares?"
She would rather commit herself to this cold-blooded man in exchange for the opportunity to find out the truth and avenge her husband.
Until she discovered that half of a blood-stained tiger talisman was hidden in the secret room of Chu Huaili's study——
It fits perfectly with the half piece in her baggage to form a complete piece.
"Chu Huaili, tell me," she held the tiger charm, her voice trembling, "where were you on the day Qingyuan died?"
He pulled her into his arms with red eyes and kissed the faded old mark on her neck:
"I'm saving you."
"I was the one who saved you, and I was the one who gave you the gold hairpin at the Mid-Autumn Festival Night Banquet. Now..."
His thumb brushed her red and swollen lips heavily, and his voice was hoarse:
"I am the one who loves you to the core and is crazy about you."
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When the truth was revealed, she discovered——
Every encounter is a game carefully planned by him.
And the man she hated so much had already tried his best to pave all the ways for her to survive in the corners that she couldn't see.
PS. My ex-husband is not innocent, and he deserves to be considered dead.
Character
On the surface, he is cold and abstinent, but in reality he is a sinister love-brained general
"Reading Guide"
1. Fighting against strong ones, falling in love and killing each other
2. The female protagonist has a hidden identity, and the male protagonist has been planning for a long time
3. Machiavellian strategy + detective work + frontier battlefield, full of emotional connections
Intention: A slight fire becomes a torch, welcoming me to the rising sun.
