Feng Chi the World

She is a princess who survived a rebellion war, Her mission is to restore the country. Picturesque landscapes and intoxicating love, It was hard for her to choose. He said, Ah Chu, you are really beautiful. She was tempted. He said, Ah Chu, do you remember that I said I wanted to marry you when we first met. She was intoxicated. Later he said, Ah Chu, you are so unfair to me. But her face was frosty and she smiled calmly. In fact, I really want to meet you at the right time, at the right place, and with the right identity. It's better to take off my royal robe, remove my dragon crown, and meet you in an ordinary body. Those national hatreds and family feuds are all in the past. Unfortunately, there are too many regrets in the world. Her memory is full of blood, the blood of relatives, the blood of soldiers, and the blood of her people. This heart filled with the blood of hatred cannot love others. ———— The endless falling trees rustled, which was the origin of his name. His name is Xiao Muye, and he was born without roots. I haven't had a mother since I was a child! He can abandon everything to love, including life. She said, you are talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will cut off your tongue. He covered his mouth and pretended to be afraid, just because he liked to see her look proud. She said, Xiao Muye, if I can live a carefree life like you, my life will be truly worthwhile. He turned his head and watched her sadness silently. Later she said, Xiao Muye, you should call me sister-in-law. But he stayed where he was, dazed and at a loss. In fact, I really want to lend her a shoulder when she is sad. In fact, he wanted to abandon everything and take her away. However, there are too many helpless things in this world. She cannot be forced to give up her mission as a princess for selfish reasons. "If one day, the world is peaceful. Will you divorce your wife and marry me?" The woman's eyes were filled with silent expectation. The man's eyes became extremely complicated. He smiled, leaned over her ear, and said word by word: "I do! Then is Ah Chu willing to reconcile and marry me?" The tone was still so frivolous, but it made her feel a wave of happiness. Just like the poem I read when I was a child: With four machines, the mandarin ducks want to fly together. It's a pity that my hair turns gray before I grow old, Spring waves and green grass, deep in the cold dawn, Relative bath in red clothes.