[Plot + Revenge + Mysterious Organization + Mystery of Identity + Beauty, Power, Tragedy + Ancient Empty]
Jiang Heng is the most famous Qingyi in the capital, and a mere flick of his sleeves can disturb a pool of spring.
After singing "Nie Hai Ji" that day, he took off his pearls and traced his eyebrows in the mirror when he suddenly saw a figure in the bronze mirror...
"Master Su, if you want to watch a show, why not sit in front of the theater openly and openly?"
Su Zeran's fingers touched the rouge mole on the back of his neck: "The actor is fake, but this mole... Looks like my brother who lost fifteen years ago."
The candle flames crackled and Jiang Heng grabbed his wrist with his backhand: "My lord, you have recognized the wrong person."
"When the rebels massacred the palace, only the cinnabar mole on the back of the young prince's neck became an unsolved case..."
Su Zeran suddenly fell silent because Jiang Heng's sleeves were wrapped around his throat.
A low laugh came from the snow-white silk: "Brother, if you really want to recognize me... Kill someone for me first."
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The astronomical emperor's elephant, the yin and yang of time, the end of good and bad times, return to Xu Wuxu
Purpose: The imperial court plots revenge