She is the snow-topped moon, a prairie fire, and a calamity that he will never be able to overcome.
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She, Xie Zhiyuan.
The last goddess of the previous dynasty stood on top of the snow, cold and lonely.
He is Zhao Wujiu.
The bloodthirsty emperor of the new dynasty bent his body and became violent and violent.
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He tore her snow-colored divine robe to pieces at the altar of thousands of people, and said with a smile: "From now on, you belong to me alone."
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He took away her homeland and burned her temples, but then he left six palaces vacant for her and bloodbathed the court. He laid the map of thousands of miles of territory at her feet, which was envied by everyone in the world. The tyrant gave her his only crazy preference.
No one knows - this love is poison that penetrates the intestines, and he was already poisoned to the point of death when he imprisoned her.
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Until the enemy forces press the territory, the horoscope is very bad. In front of the three-army formation, he lowered his head to her and said, "For me... Divine the last hexagram."
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The snow fell silently. She grew lotuses step by step and climbed to the high platform alone. When I look back, the moonlight is shining, as if a god is lowering his eyes for the last time.
"Zhao Wujiu." "The empire you want will last forever—" "I swear with my soul torn apart, I bet that you will never lose the love you love, the kingdom... You will never gain it in all your lifetimes!"
"Reading Guide"
◆Criticizing the tyrant × the cold goddess, robbing and plundering
◆No rebirth, no time travel, ancient sayings, master and apprentice, multiple male protagonists
