The first time I saw her was at the wedding hall, when the couple bowed to each other.

I was sitting in the wheelchair, she bent down, and I happened to see her face.

Her face is calm and pleasing to the eye.

Originally, I married her to avoid trouble, so I blocked the emperor's palace and made secrets.

Just marry her back and take her to another village to take good care of her, as long as she doesn't cause trouble.

I didn't plan to go to the wedding night, but when I saw her particularly calm eyes, I went to the wedding room that night by accident.

I just went to see her, but I didn't expect that she would bring so many surprises to me.

The so-called Miss Xiangfu, who has been fasting and chanting Buddha for many years, is actually a killer, and she is a killer who wants to kill him.

She shouldn't have been spared her life.

But I found that I could hear her voice.

She is really a little girl who is different from what she looks like.

She never showed any intention to kill, and she learned that she had a way to cure herself.

So, I left her alive.

Let's see if it's really that magical.

I never expected that the so-called cure for serious illnesses would be for two people to practice Fangzhongshu.

In daily interactions with her, I was very resistant to her. After all, I had never gotten along with other women like this before. I repeatedly warned myself that this was a woman who was different from her appearance and a liar. She should not be trusted easily.

However, he couldn't help but approach her.

The first time I entered the dream she made up, I succeeded. It is undeniable that her attraction to me is really deep.

It seems to come from deep within the soul.

Later, I struggled, but unfortunately I still fell into it.

Later, I was glad that I fell in love early, otherwise I would have missed such a good woman.

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The good times didn't last long. When I learned that I still had five years to live, my first reaction was not to be afraid of death, but to worry about what she would do after I died.

Throughout my life, I have fought for my country and made many enemies at home and abroad.

I'm afraid that after death, without the intimidating power of the God of War, the enemy will come to seek revenge on her.

It would be no pity for me to die, and it would be no pity for me to break my bones and raise my ashes.

The only one I can't let go of is Ning Ning.

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She said she would remarry after I died to make me angry.

I resisted ten thousand times in my heart, but I said that I was willing to let her remarry.

After all, this is a way to survive, and others will not seek revenge on her again.

But she didn't want to.

She is indeed my dear Ningning. I always cherish her in vain.

As long as I don't die, I can go to the battlefield again.

This time I put on armor and went into battle just for her.

Clear the world for her and strive for a peaceful world for her.

Fortunately, I really succeeded, and the only big stone in my heart fell.

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In my last years, I always remember the time when the snow fell.

The way she practices her sword under the plum blossom tree is very pleasing to the eye.

The sword energy rolled up the flying snow all over the sky, reflecting the colorful fallen flowers, which looked beautiful for a moment, but she was much more beautiful than the plum blossoms and snow.

There are creeping grasses in the wild and a few dews.

There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful.

We meet each other by chance, just as I wish.

There are creeping grasses in the wild, and there is no dew.

There is a beautiful person, as graceful as clear air.

We meet each other by chance, and we meet each other by chance.

I wrote this poem in "A Letter to My Wife". After I left, she would recite it later, probably because she knew how much I loved her.

Whatever.

I'm going to die.

No matter what, I have to tell her that even if the yin and yang are separated, the years I spent with her will be stored in my soul.

And these memories, just like the flying snow in the sky, I come back to take a look at every year.

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When we first saw him, the red candle flickered.

The moment I lifted the hijab, I saw her stunning face and moving eyes.

Most likely, she is the best person I have ever met in my life.
Chapter completed!