After Picking up the Fallen Enemy General

Minghuo picked up a man on the grassland. His armor was in pieces and his body was covered in scars, but when he raised his eyes, he couldn't stop the wariness in his dark eyes. Mingming was stunned. Without him, this person's features were exactly the same as Bai Yueguang's face in his dream. Said it was Bai Yueguang. In fact, he can be regarded as her old enemy. Minghuang is the sister of the barbarian queen. She is born with supernatural powers and can see cards of good generals and ministers in her dreams. On this day, she saw a golden card she had never seen before leading an army of 100,000 people across the river to kill from the Central Plains. This person is Feng Qingyi. The barbarians were defeated miserably. My sister was blocked by an arrow and died, and my brother-in-law also died of serious injuries. Mingzhuo was ordered to do something in danger. Watching her sister's eight-year-old only son ascend the throne, she was promoted to Queen Mother. When the barbarians were in despair, the faint king of the Central Plains was afraid and recalled Feng Qingyi. Finally, he was executed on an unfounded charge. The card turned gray, and Mingming was very sure that he was dead. But I didn't expect that many years later. She could actually meet someone who looked so similar. Minghuang sighed and took the man back to the king's tent. Just think of it as a thought. In the middle of the night, when no one is around, she always likes to use her drunkenness to frivolously lift a man's chin with her fingertips. "Feng Qingyi, Feng Qingyi, if you are willing to bow your head, I will give you half of my kingdom." "It's a pity that you are dead. I can only find a substitute to satisfy my greed." "It would be great if you were him..." The man just remained silent. That night, Minghuang came back drunk again. As soon as he opened the curtain, his footsteps stopped. The candlelight flickered in the tent, and the man's back was facing her. The leather robe on his upper body had fallen to his waist, revealing a large area of ​​tight and smooth back muscles. He turned sideways, and the beautiful lines undulated in the light and shadow, which was shocking. "That person... Has he ever done this for the Queen Mother?" Je myself# ​ #It's agreed to take the substitute literature by force! # # Small theater Many years later, the tyrant was executed, and the estrangement between the two races gradually disappeared. The two rode horses slowly through the spring grass. "So, you were waiting for me there on purpose?" Feng Qingyi said nothing and did not squint. He suddenly pinched the horse's belly lightly and spurred the horse to trot forward a few steps. Minghuo chuckled and urged his horse to follow without hesitation. Just like back then, just like the rest of my life. He has been on the battlefield in this life. Instead of surrendering thousands of troops and horses, only surrender one person's heart. Motto: It's never too late to love and grow.