The light of a lamp may be weak, but it can give travelers the warmth of home in the middle of the night.
With a thorough understanding of Qing history, I came to the world three hundred years ago. But due to the responsibility and restraint of not interfering with the fate of the stars, I could only remain silent and watch history take its determined path, while the people around me who I care about rush towards their final outcome.
All this time, I was just a bystander, watching the flow of fate indifferently. In the end, I discovered that a long time ago, so long ago that I had forgotten when, I had unknowingly integrated myself into this predetermined fate, laughing and crying with them.
Maybe, I will always shed my own tears in other people's stories!
The story of a girl who traveled through time to the Qing Dynasty palace.
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