The Strings Once Sounded under the Green Bamboo Forest

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The criss-crossing stories weave the blood-stained throne. No one can wash the blood-stained hands away no matter what. It will be engraved in my bones until I drink Meng Po soup and jump through reincarnation to forget it. He looked back and saw that Wuyou was buried in the sea of ​​​​fire when he was young, and then slowly turned his head to look ahead and saw a person in purple clothes looking at him with a smile behind her hands. She tilted her head slightly, affectionate and dependent, but she turned away sadly, and there was a faint ringing of bells in her ears... Five years later, the fire in the imperial city started again, with soldiers and swords, brothers killing each other, and no one could stay out of it.

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