She was a despicable woman with a lowly status, who had great courage. She slaughtered her enemies and set fire to them. Everyone in the world lamented her unafraid of death. He was a mean prince, but he was not tired of trying to trick her into returning to give birth to a child. Little Sheep, who grew up in a greenhouse, died for her; flirtatious men did not love beauties; the young lady asked her to fight, and there was a little bun who occasionally wanted to hug her, acting cute while playing with soy sauce. There was also a haughty older brother to help.