As a Miao Saint, I gave the Miao Saint Gu that could kill me to my beloved. When he returned, the betrothal gift was thousands of troops behind him.
His face was full of affection, and his smile was gentle and cruel: "Aman, I like you, but I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself."
I smiled bitterly with tears on my face, laughing at his innocence while still counting down in my heart.
Three, two, one.
When the countdown ended, Yan Yu suddenly turned pale and fell off his horse.
His heart was like a thousand ants gnawing at him. The poison I used to save his life turned into poison that killed him.
Reading Guide
1. Short story, first person
2. I have finished writing a little idea I had a long time ago (actually it was a pit I made accidentally...), The pace is fast, the plot is cliche, and I just hate that the male and female protagonists take advantage of each other.
Mission: Destiny is in your own hands
