Happy Meeting

Because of a piece of music, she was inexplicably transported to the body of a baby girl who lived in the ruined general's palace of an imaginary dynasty. When her father and brother both died, she fulfilled her father's last wish and led the army to the war. But because of this, he met him who was destined to be blessed. He tried his best, but failed to save her from suffering. From then on, she had no worries in this life, he was reborn and stepped into the world of mortals. Follow the ups and downs of officialdom and play with people's hearts. Just because of the deep love between her and her husband, she is the envy of the world. Once the country is defeated, the iron cavalry tramples the mountains and rivers. After his wife and children separated, he vowed to hold her in his arms again and never let her go. A green waist, like a bamboo, she dances with her sleeves raised and her waist folded. But for no reason, she provoked someone who was like a calamity in her life. She fell in love with her. From then on, the country hated her and her family, entangled and tortured her. If she made a mistake, half of her marriage would be ruined. Without her, her love was as deep as the sea, and she could only be blinded by her deep-seated hatred. She made every effort to force him to the end of his rope. … In the cool evening breeze, he was a humble gentleman, as gentle as jade, and he asked me softly. "Be my equal wife and stand with me, okay?" In the dirty prison, he looked at her covered in blood, unconscious but still silent. The regret in his eyes was hidden in the darkness of light and shadow. "Yun'er, I never thought that you and I would be where we are today." ... On that battlefield, who scolded Fang Qiu and was responsible for tens of millions of lives. Who is it in the deep palace, grasping the lifeline of the front court, while reciting poems to express joy? "Reminiscing about the past day and night, thinking about today's dream. The flowers bloom and fade, the bamboo bones wither, and the jasper bushes are dotted with goose yellow. May I ask when Biying will return? Time has passed and I look back. ... The hibiscus face covers the pear blossoms from the rain, like the willow brows pointing towards the distant mountains. There is no one to add fragrance under the lamp, but I still remember my clever smile. ....." ———————————————————————————————————————————— The article is relatively slow to develop. Comrades who can't stand the author's dragging speed, please read the title directly and read on~~The plot really unfolds in about forty chapters~Thank you for your support~