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Qi Ruoan spent her whole life serving the country and the people, maybe through a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, but the result would definitely be satisfying. Ruan Jizhi was her political enemy, but he admired her plan after knowing the truth.
He began to fall step by step, disgusted with his inferior ideas, but he was willing to sink into them. Rather than saying that her evil was the knife that sharpened his will, it was better to say that her kindness was the medicine that saved him.
She was deeply saddened by his death, but there was a long road ahead, and knowing that great things would be accomplished, she would not give up.
How did he, who had faked his death to escape, know about her helplessness in this turbulent era? He knew that she had no intention, but he was still willing to return to Chang'an to fight against the enemy with her.
Qi Ruoan, courtesy name Lanxi, was from Chang'an, and his family had been officials for generations.
Ruan Jizhi, courtesy name Songyan, was a native of Linzhou.
Intention: If I wasn't going to Lin Pavilion with a pen, I would definitely be playing the flute to accompany Feng Tai.
