God Emperor

Zuoqiu Hongting decided to forget that person, forget Xuehai Guanwu, and forget Sanshisanli Mountain.

She never escaped like this.

But, how could she not escape?

She had an engagement, so she had to marry the graceful young king of Lingxiao North. He was one of the most talented people in the world today. He became famous at a young age, held great power, and his intelligence and martial arts were the best in the north.

After three thousand miles of misty grassland, there was the white snow in the north.

The man in the south was just an acquaintance, and he might not understand the feelings of a girl. The man in the north was her future life.

That evening, in the sunset glow like a flame.

The wild geese flying north brought a letter from the south.

In the ancestral land of Zuoqiu’s family, Taoli Mountain, Zuoqiu Hongting, who received the letter, overturned her previous decision to obey the family’s arrangement and marry to the north, just like all women who love to turn against each other.

She was going to the south to meet the enemy who had made her uneasy recently.

He was not good at all, and he was not comparable to the young king of the northern border, but she was attracted to him.

Even though the letter only said one sentence: "Zuoqiu is a powerful family, when will you pay back the money you owe? Will you still keep the favors you owe?"

But just this one sentence made her secretly happy for a long time, and her heart was beating wildly from dusk to midnight.

She knew that she was really moved!

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Last night, the peach blossoms fell in the red pavilion, and the fragrance of people left without a trace. ——Zuoqiu Hongting