The blue sky is falling, the clouds are opening, the shadow of the moon is in the yellow spring, and the water sleeves are full of singing and dancing makeup. The long harp is bleak, and the war is full of twists and turns. On a rainy night, the emperor is very experienced, vaguely speaking, bamboo horses and green plums. The king's sheep are in the air, they are drinking and drinking, and they hate the catkins falling.
Passionate. Zui smiled and said: Jiuzhou hegemony, I wake up empty. Sigh that the king is in the world, but he is also ruthless. Looking back on the past, I suddenly sat up and was shocked. Leaning on the railing and watching the sunset, this is not the time when I was young.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
