Before she could be frightened, a big hand suddenly lifted up her chin. Her heart skipped a beat, she calmed down in an instant, and raised her eyes to look at him. Fu Chai was slightly startled, "Aren't you afraid of me?" She replied softly: "I, my concubine, must not be afraid." He looked into her eyes, his eyes as sharp as knives: "You hate me." She replied calmly: "My concubine. I can't hate you." He stared at her: "You don't hide the pain of losing your country, and you don't flatter yourself because of your glory. How can you compare to Zheng Dan? I don't believe it, you are just a piece of ice. I'm going to turn you into someone else!" It seemed like three days ago, Fu Chai came to Guanwa Palace to say goodbye to her. He asked her, "Who do you want to win in this battle between me and Gou Jian?" Her heart was filled with mixed feelings. , Tens of thousands of thoughts went through him in an instant, but he was confused and sad, mute and unable to speak. He only whispered for a long time: "I will wait for the king to return to the palace." He heard the sound of boots and finally walked away little by little.
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The river gradually went deeper and deeper, covering her waist, chest and abdomen, and neck. She was almost lifted up by the river. She subconsciously knitted an object. The object had a dragon pattern all over its body, with a raised dragon tail at one end. The dragon's spine was decorated with an openwork dragon, and there was a week's inscription on the shoulder near the mouth. After holding it in her heart for a long time, even though it was cold bronze, it still felt a little warm... The river water finally reached her head, and her whole body became so light, sinking and floating in the center of the river, and finally died. Facing Yuhang Mountain and sinking to the bottom of the water, what she saw at the last moment was the eyes of King Wu Fu Chai looking at her intently on the night she entered Wu.
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