When she first met Song Huaiyu, Xin Zhi was just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
She did not expect that this little devil with a handsome face would be a disaster that she would not be able to avoid in the future.
"You look really weird!"
"Haha, ugly!"
When Song Huaiyu laughed at her for being ugly, Xin Zhi cried sadly. She was too young at that time and thought the word ugly was too harsh.
A battle unexpectedly gave Xin Zhi new hope, but Song Huaiyu, who had always been pampered, encountered the first major change in his life.
One of them became a warrior of Da Chen, and the other became a craftsman of Chu State.
Meet again,
Song Huaiyu still called her with the corners of his lips curled up as he did when he was a child: "Hey, ugly guy, long time no see."
When Xin Zhi saw Murong Yun for the first time, she was the Da Chen Empress standing on top of the clouds.
She sat on the dragon chariot, and the soldiers shouted long live, and Xin Zhi also shouted long live.
At that moment, they all fought for the empress and for Da Chen.
Subsequent years of war caused people to lose their initial enthusiasm, and many dissatisfied remarks began to circulate among the people.
"General Xin, do we still have a chance to win?" Murong Yun stood on a barren land, with his back to Xin Zhi, the setting sun shining through her body, dragging a long shadow.
Xin Zhi always remembered that scene. The strong wind ruffled Murong Yun's blood-stained shirt and blew her hair away.
In the countless nights to come, when she dreamed back at midnight, she would often think of this scene and the empress's question.
"Do we still have a chance to win?"
Mission: Life is endless, self-improvement is endless
