Childhood Promise
Innocent Childhood
The Crown Prince had always been generous.
When we were four years old, I noticed his body had one more piece of equipment than mine.
I told him I wanted one too.
He pulled down his trousers and was just about to snip off half to share with me when the palace servants discovered us. That year, I nearly passed away at the age of four.
And he nearly became Nine Thousand Years Old.
I Am the Female Lead of a Vindictive Ancient Story
My fiancé returned from the front, and with him he brought a woman.
She wore a long crimson robe, a curved saber fastened at her waist. She rode in through the city gates on horseback, bold and dazzling, like the wild azaleas that set the mountains ablaze in spring.
“So this is the kind of girl Ning Zhen likes.” She folded her arms and looked me over, one brow lifting. There was no telling from her tone whether she was pleased or displeased.
Ning Zhen only glanced at her helplessly. “A childhood promise can hardly be taken seriously.”
What a fine thing to say-a childhood promise could hardly be taken seriously.
I had waited three years for him, only to be given those words.
