Rebirth of Lucky Wife

The alliance of Huns, Tatars, and tribal enemies that had shocked the Wei Dynasty for nearly a month was thus destroyed.

It only took half an hour.

Amid the shouts of the mountains and the tsunami, Mai Yaer and Wei Hao stared deeply.After a long while, she smiled brightly and said, "After we return to Beijing, we will get married."

The silver vase was broken, water slurry burst out, and the cavalry stood out with swords and guns.The calm Princess Fu'an suddenly smiled.

Her bright and innocent smile is like the spring light in March, penetrating the rustling west wind in the northwest battlefield, warming the cold and helpless heart in the flames of war.Everyone who looked at her couldn't help but laugh along with her.

So warm, the princess’s smile is so warm.

At this time, a man covered in black suddenly appeared among the crowd below the city tower.He jumped towards Wei Hao on the city wall, waved, and shouted, "Hehe, Your Highness, Your Highness, I'm here! I'm not dead!"

Lu Qian pulled off the rag covering his nose and ran excitedly towards the city gate.

People are always in a mess after a war. Apart from Lu Qian's big, frighteningly bright eyes, his whole body is dark.

His face was black and purple, stained with dirt, so dirty that it was hard to see; his hair was messy, tied in many knots, like a chicken coop; there was a bandage on his forehead, and the bandage was also very dirty, maybe it was blood. It was still mud; it was the light armor of the Huns barbarians, it was so dirty that you couldn't even see it, and you didn't know where it was stripped from.

In short, he is now a running black egg.

On the other hand, Princess Fu'an was in charge of the overall situation and strategizing in front of the station.She raised her big eyes that were insightful of the world, and her smooth and tight skin reflected the afternoon light, making her look whiter and pinker.

The beautiful princess looked thoughtfully at the "black charcoal head" running in front of Yulong Pass.

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Because the war ended so quickly, many refugees in the northwest who planned to escape had not yet completely left the city, and followed the migrating army back home.

On the second day, some of the northwest merchants who had been working hard had already set up stalls and started small businesses.

The morning market is always the most fireworks place of the day.

Mai Ya'er took Le Yu, put on her curtain hat, and wandered to the market entrance early in the morning to listen to the excitement - she was eager to get into people's minds about this battle.

"Hey, isn't this the eldest brother of the Zhao family? Your family is back too?"

"Hey, Erzi! We haven't seen each other for a while. But, nothing happened. Why don't you come out? What a coincidence, you are also out doing business now?"

"Hey, isn't this from Zhang Bing's family? I just saw your man selling goods door to door again. It's only been a few days, why don't you take a break?"

"We have a big family and we don't go out to the stall. The old and the young are young. What do we want my children and I to eat? Why, do you feel bad?"

"Hey, how do you talk?"

"Don't look at it, don't look at it. That tofu Xi Shi has no relationship with the Zhang family man. The two of them fight like black-eyed chickens all day long."

"How do you know it?"

"Hehehe, I went to her store to buy beancurds that day, and when I saw Zhang Bing trying on the hairdresser for her, I secretly touched her."

"People are here, come on, hurry up, I'm waiting at home to buy some rice to make steamed buns..."

The two little girls were hiding in the alley and eavesdropping. Mai Yaer felt someone tapping her shoulder from behind.

She shook her shoulders impatiently, "Leyu, stop making trouble and let me listen for a while."

"Princess..." Le Yu stood aside and looked at the handsome man in front of him, then at his mistress, but hesitated to speak.

"Shh, don't make any noise, just for a moment." Maler put the index finger of his left hand in front of his lips and waved his right hand.

"Ahem, Amian, it's me..." Li Yun chuckled, put his hands behind his back, and looked at his adopted sister with a smile.

Mai Ya'er turned around and looked at Li Yun's face in the morning sun, and thought of the words "face like a flower, as bright as the morning sun" in her mind.