Once, she loved him and humbled herself to the earth.
I thought that loving without risking one's own life would always bring about the slightest touch of emotion, but unexpectedly, what I waited for so hard was an imperial edict of the Queen's abolition!
However, being abandoned by him was not the most painful thing. Going to the battlefield to save her love rival, abusing her relatives and ignoring her begging, all of this was the real beginning of her despair...
"The wind blows the fallen leaves and the autumn becomes clear. I don't know if my bones are eroded by lovesickness!" When he turned around, was the sweetheart still there?
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It's pretty good. It's a cool and sadistic article.
It's pretty good. It's a cool and sadistic article.