
The Reborn Concubine Yang Becomes the Queen
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On the tower, Yang Yuhuan was dressed in fiery red, and the night wind blew her sleeves, just like a weeping phoenix. She looked at the beacon fire outside the city, with the setting sun reflected in her eyes. "Si Zhong." She asked softly, "Have you ever regretted it?" Footsteps sounded, and a man wearing bloody dark iron armor stood beside her. "If I regret it," his voice was low, full of fatigue and determination, "I would never have overthrown the Li Tang Dynasty for you." Yang Yuhuan shed tears and raised her hand to touch the city bricks, recalling that rainy night, when Si Zhong was covered in blood and knelt in front of her and said, "Yuhuan, I will take you away." The sound of dusk drums came faintly, like the last sigh of the dynasty.
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