"In the twenty-three years, Mingyuan has never forgotten the king. He misses you so much. In the twenty-three years, Mingyuan hides alone in the mountains, the autumn rain is bleak, and Huanjun is alone. In the twenty-three years, Mingyuan sleeps while playing the piano, and the finger marks appear, and Huanjun is in charge of the government. In the twenty-three years, Mingyuan accomplishes nothing, but Huanjun leaves his name forever. Twenty-three years..."
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