Your Majesty, Please Enter the Urn
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A heart-wrenching encounter, a deep-seated love, an unbearable past, and a silent and annihilated conspiracy... Question 1: What should you do when a male corpse is discovered in the vegetable patch in your backyard? A certain Wang Ji looked at her with disdain and sneered: "What kind of problem is this? He's in charge of it, I'm in charge of burying it!" Question 2: What should you do when your man changes overnight? A certain Wang Ji pondered for a moment and asked, "Is it okay to sleep secretly?" Question 3: What should you do when your loved one turns out to be the murderer of your father? Without saying a word, a certain Wang Ji pulled out a gleaming sword: "You cheated my body and then stole my heart. Now tell me you killed my father? Come on, come on, my five-meter-long sword is already thirsty!" ================================================ "Xiaoye, there is something I can no longer hide from anyone, let alone myself. Today, I must tell you clearly." "What's the matter? You might as well talk about it." "I like you, I have for a long time." There were flowers and rain all around, and the men and women among them stood quietly. The man stood stiffly, seeming a little nervous that didn't quite match him. After a moment, the woman smiled and said clearly: "What a coincidence, I like you too." ... "We know each other, we love each other, and we cherish each other. It would be great if all the love in the world could end like this. Xuye, I once said that I have never done anything I regret, but now, I think what I regret most is saving you several times." "Zizhen Xiaoye, I don't care if you hate me or doubt me, you are still my woman whether you live or die! I hope you will remember this sentence in your mind!" The Buddha said: "The destiny of the world has been determined long ago. It will not be a step early, nor a minute late. It will happen when you don't expect it, and it should be at the place you don't expect." At the end of the story, about love in the whirlpool of power and conspiracy, it doesn't matter what the truth is or what the outcome is. What matters is that one day, when you suddenly turn around, you find that the person is still standing there waiting for you. It's so nice.
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