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.
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我是古早虐文女主
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