Rufeng's past events flow before his eyes like a dream. As the leader of a country, his original decision may have been right, but he has since lost the love of his life. He can't, can't just let go. Rufeng is mine. Whether it is a living person or a corpse without any temperature, it belongs to him alone...
A generation of emperors may have the power over the world, but they cannot control the life or death of their loved ones. Looking at the dagger that ended Rufeng's life, he smiled. Life is not needed to stay together. As long as they have loved, no matter whether it is life or death, they will be together in the end.
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