In midsummer, the fire is flowing, and the cicadas are chirping like a boil. When I opened my eyes again, all the tall buildings and mansions were scattered, and all I could see were the clothes of the Han Dynasty and the war smoke of the troubled times. I actually traveled through time and stepped into the magnificent Three Kingdoms era.
As my heart surged, I met the genius of the world who I had admired for half my life, Feather Fan Lunjin, with unparalleled intelligence and wit; I also met the beauty who was destined to be bound to him, with picturesque features and beautiful eyes, a match made in heaven.
But I soon saw clearly that they were originally from mountains and rivers, wise men cherishing each other, and each had their own concerns. But I am the "destined person" who was pushed to his side by fate due to some strange combination of circumstances.
There is no love at all, how can we talk about destiny. Now that I know the ups and downs ahead, and also understand the tragedy of heroes, I don't want to have any more regrets.
From then on, they put aside their love for their children, followed each other and strategized. It is enough to help him determine the four directions, rewrite the fate of destiny, and be the behind-the-scenes counselor who calmly arranges the three-part world.
It's just that I never expected that when the beacon smoke cleared and the world was about to be settled, he would abandon thousands of miles of land and hold my hand, only willing to stay with me for the rest of his life.
On one side is the ambitious hegemony that I have devoted half my life to assisting, and on the other side is the love of a close friend who I never expected and who is deeply in love with me. In this troubled chess game, I have calculated everything in the world, but I can't figure out how to make the final move.
