At that time, she was still an unmarried girl, carefree.

A woman of the same age has begun to think about what kind of person she will marry as a wife in the future. Even her close friends have begun to test whether she has any fondness for a young master. At that time, she was confused and knew nothing, and was full of thoughts. Which one has delicious food in the capital and which one has fun.

She didn't know what was good about those teenagers about the same size as them?

They are childish one by one, but they still pretend to be deep.

She obviously looked down on them, but her best friends had already blushed when they looked at each other inadvertently.

She smiled and called them unpromising, and they asked in turn what kind of man she wanted.

"The man I like in the future must be the bravest and most powerful man in this world! Just like my father, he always falls from the sky when I need and fear the most, like a mighty god!" She counted one by one with her fingers, "He cannot be cowardly, cannot be passionate, cannot..."

There are many rules and regulations listed, and then the best friends laughed at her.

"A man like this is too perfect. How could there be such an extraordinary person in the world?"

"If you look for your husband with such standards, you may never be able to get married in this life!"

"Even if there is such a man, how can he like you? Our girl's family still have to be more realistic."

"It's not my sisters who advise you that we women are already having a difficult life, especially those with family backgrounds like ours, who are neither high nor low. If you want to live a more comfortable life in the future, you must plan for yourself early. You'd better give up your unrealistic fantasies and choose a good husband for yourself early, and don't have those daydreams!"

"As for what you said, I'm afraid there may not be any in my dreams!"

“…”

At that time, she didn't know what it was, nor did she understand why a woman was going to get married in panic.

What if I don’t marry?

What she couldn't understand even more was why they could marry a strange man who they didn't like very much but had the conditions met the standards?

Shouldn’t a man and a woman be united just because of mutual admiration?

She refuted them.

"You and I have never seen each other before, so how could there be no such extraordinary man? I always feel that there will be such a man in my life in the dark!"

"Hahaha, you are the fantasy of a girl when she was in her childhood. We have all had it, but now we have realized the reality." said the friends.

But she turned a deaf ear, only thinking that they were so worldly and despised for their quick acceptance that they became so worldly.

"You don't have to persuade me to get married as soon as possible. I didn't persuade you not to get married. Anyway, I don't like the men in the capital."

However, she never expected that she would fall soon.

It was six years ago, when she was twelve years old, the name of the God of War Rong Wuya of Daxing seemed to have spread all over the streets overnight.

Some people say he has three heads and six arms, while others say he has a ghost face and fangs, but no one denies that he is a hero of Daxing or a young hero!

Although we haven't met yet, after hearing the story of him fighting against foreign enemies and winning every battle, Xu Wantong's heart has long fallen.

There were countless girls in the capital. At that time, she was definitely not the only one who was obsessed with this young hero.

When her father was working in the palace, she chased her and asked about the young hero.

Even if it is all the same, it is still untiring.

The girl's thoughts were very simple at that time. She just wanted to know more, even if she could never get close to him.

My father was shocked by her obsession and laughed and joked that she was in love with her heart. She blushed and refused to admit it.

"You little girls, Princess Lingtao in the palace, is like you, yelling all day long to see this young hero."

Xu Wantong still remembers the scene of that day, and even clearly remembers the conversation with her father.

She didn't hide her emotions, and asked tentatively and happily, "Then...will he return to the capital?"

My father saw through her thoughts and poked her forehead with a smile, "You!"

"Oh!" She twisted her handkerchief and stamped her feet coquettishly, "Dad, please tell me!"

"He has made many military achievements in the past six months. The emperor has decided to reward him and ordered him to go to Beijing to listen to the title. He will come back this winter."

Every day after that, Xu Wantong was looking forward to the arrival of winter.

It’s really winter, and I’m living every day with my fingers.

At the party with her best friends, she was always restless. She was teased by her best friends and missed her spring, but she finally did not deny it.

This shocked her best friends and asked her which family she was from.

She still couldn't help but share her joy with them, but after learning that she was interested in the recent Daxing God of War, she laughed at her overestimating her abilities.

"A person like him will definitely be valued by the emperor. The girl he will marry in the future must be from a high-ranking official and important official family, and may even be the emperor's daughter. I have heard that Princess Lingtao is also quite obsessed with him. Those who are born like you will definitely not be able to see him."

She was very dissatisfied after hearing this. She knew that she might not be able to reach him, but she was just simply admiring him at that time.

"I can't catch it, and I didn't think about it. I just knew that I was obsessed with him. Can all the feelings in this world be responded to?" She blushed and cried as she said, "It's enough for me to love him. How could a young hero like him take the love of his children to heart! I only knew that it's enough for me to love him."

She did think so before she saw Rong Wuya.

But that morning, after learning that Rong Wuya would enter Beijing, she and many girls squeezed on both sides of the street, waiting for him to pass by.

She stood in the crowded crowd, listening to the girls chattering and guessing about his appearance, her heart seemed to be infused with water.

It will overflow at any time.

She couldn't help but fantasize about what he looked like, and she felt that he shouldn't be ugly, so she imagined him as a handsome man.

But I never expected that no matter how she imagined her appearance, she could not compare to one-tenth of his true appearance.

He was wearing black clothes that day, riding on a tall horse with a cold face, long and cold eyebrows, as if he had walked out of a painting.

The moment Xu Wantong saw it, she clearly heard her heartbeat.

She stared at him blankly, and then saw him walking past him without squinting, but suddenly, he seemed to see something and glanced at her.

That glance was free from emotion and looked down from a condescendingly, cold, affectionate and cold.
Chapter completed!