The Beautiful Woman Is Drunk in Yunzhou with a Slight Smile

On their wedding night, Xuecheng asked her husband He Lianyao: "Young Marshal, I heard that you are determined to defeat your wife?" Helian Yao leaned down and whispered in her ear: "Lady, you will know in the future." Xuechong:… Later, Xuecheng finally understood that Marshal Helian was not stubborn in life but in heart. As the soldiers approached the city, he pointed his spear at her heart, "Xue Chu, be my woman, this is your fate." The wind blows away the oath of the setting sun, the blood stains the ties between the eyebrows, the green mountains are dusk, and there is no more beautiful face. Goodbye, Helian Yao! If I could do it over again, I would never love you again. Please don't take it seriously if it's a fictional article from the Republic of China. A little torture, a big favor, a magical way for a warlord to give birth to a monkey to a goddess.