Yinzhen, I once thought we could hold my son's hand and grow old together with him
But I didn't expect that happiness would be so short-lived
When you pick up another woman in front of me, give me a cold and disgusted look
When you slapped me in front of those people, you slapped me in the heart.
So I disappeared into thin air in front of you,
That was three years ago to you, but only a few months to me.
Now, I'm back, and I'm still the same dazzling me.
But I am not that gentle and gentle woman, exuding a light fragrance like hibiscus Yehenala Muxuan
I am Amman, because I am Amman. I am back. I will bloom the mystery of cherry blossoms and the cold pride of plum blossoms in front of everyone.
I still remember you, Yinzhen, do you still remember me?
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Hehe, this article is different from the beginning. It tells the story of the heroine who came back from the Qing Dynasty with resentment and went back as her own identity.
Don't worry, the ending is good~~~