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"Li Shimin-

Chapter 1: Farewell

The night of early spring and March has a bone-chilling wind like a winter night, and the torches burning around the tent illuminated the night as if it were daytime, but they could not banish the icy cold at all. Inside the tent, a burly man in armor drank his cup of wine in one gulp, and then stared at the woman sitting across from him, with undisguised fondness on his handsome face. The woman slowly raised her hand to fill the man's cup with wine, and there was a faint sadness on her stunningly beautiful face.

"The force of the mountains is strong, the time is unfavorable, and the piebald will not pass. Zhui does not pass away can not help, Yu Ruoxi Yu Ruoxi Naoruo?" The man recited softly, in his voice there is unwillingness and reluctance and heartache.

The woman's hand trembled as she gripped the wine pot, her phoenix eyes overflowing with pain, she took a soft deep breath and filled the man's empty wine cup with wine again.

The man gripped the woman's wrist and removed the wine pot from her hand, "Don't worry, I will definitely bring you to break out safely."

The woman reached out and caressed the man's handsome face, the firmness in the man's eyes made her so uncomfortable, a faint smile swept across the corners of her mouth, "I believe in you, Your Majesty! Let my concubine toast the king with this cup of wine." Drawing away her own hand, the woman picked up the wine cup in front of her, whisking her sleeve to cover her mouth to drink the wine in the cup, only the sweetness of the aged wine, there was even a trace of bitterness, two lines of clear tears finally also dripped down along her gelatinous skin.

Putting down the wine cup, the woman quickly walked to the tent window, outside the tent densely packed with torches, eight hundred generals are on standby, ready to break out at any time. Looking up into space, a curved moon was hanging in the night sky, it seemed to be getting late. "Your Majesty, I have a poem that I wish to let your Majesty hear before we leave for the battle."

"Well, go ahead." The man put down his glass of wine to raise his eyes to the woman's back ......