Ye Chen, the young master of General Jingbian's mansion, fears two things most in his life: one is his mother, General Ye's ruler, and the other is the fourth princess Yun Qing's eyes that look like a smile but not a smile.
The man was clearly born as a gentleman as gentle as jade, but he loved teasing him the most. He blocked him under the pear tree, and the words "Brother Chen" made him blush, and the word "husband" made him run away.
He thought she liked him and happily married into the princess's house, but in exchange he found a cold room with a cold respect for each other.
Until that day, she threw a piece of divorce paper in front of him with her own hands. The words were like a knife: "If you don't abide by your husband's ways, then go back to your general's mansion."
He begged her, cried to her, and held on to her clothes, but she didn't even look at him.
Later, the war broke out and the mountains and rivers were broken. He was reduced from a well-clothed and well-fed princess to a homeless refugee.
Later, when she became the most powerful regent in the world, she posted a notice offering ten thousand taels of gold to find his whereabouts.
In the drizzle of March in Jinzhou, she finally found him, hugged his thin body tightly in her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I have been looking for you, why don't you want to see me?"
He turned his face away, tears mixed with rain falling down: "It's me... I'm not worthy of you anymore."
But she kissed his tearful eyes and whispered: "I am alone now. If you don't want me, I will have nowhere to go."
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One wrong step, one wrong step
The beauty of mountains and rivers has become a calamity in her heart
She traveled thousands of miles across mountains and rivers just to find him.
The most painful thing in the world is lovesickness; the best thing in the world is reunion.
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Reading guide:
Women respect men and have private facilities. If you mind, please don't enter.
A short story, about 100,000 words, updated from time to time~
Intention: I am willing to go through wind and rain without forgetting my original intention; I am willing to taste all the warmth and cold, and finally get what I love
