The concubine traveled a thousand years just to meet him. He said that he could give up his country and kneel in front of him with a charming smile for her, or he could still wait silently... "Humph, I don't believe that I can't escape from your grasp." After that, she tried every means to leave his side. On the other side, the Jianghu woman will have an unexpected result. The rain passes through Bailuzhou. I am nostalgic for the Tongque Tower. The setting sun stains the quiet grass. It flies red several times. It sways the sails on the river. Looking back at the lights like flowers. People who have not spoken are ashamed. My thoughts are lightly combed. I hold my hands lightly. Let the hair be entangled in my eyes.
The heroine is so miserable, right?