An angry horse in bright clothes, a clear moonlight breeze.
When she was young, these two people gave Fu Wanmei all the warmth.
So even if it is thin and transparent like him.
He also had to be exposed to the ups and downs of the struggle for imperial power.
Just to protect their safety for the rest of their lives, they would not hesitate to break their bodies to pieces.
But no matter what, the clouds and rains are turbulent in the officialdom.
Back to that small courtyard,
Fu Wanmei couldn't control her heart.
No matter how much that person hates him,
He couldn't hide the deep affection in his eyes.
"Is it worth it to spend your whole life being let down?"
"It doesn't matter whether it's worth it or not. It's just that you can't control your own heart."
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Fu Wanmei × Yun Qingyao
Fake White Cut Black Traitor × Disabled General
The full text is based on ancient mythology, so please do not read it too closely.
