That year, when she married Fan Luo, he was still the high-spirited prince, and she was also in her prime. Looking back, years passed by like a fleeting breath, but he and she were still separated.
It was not for the sake of winning over the scheming women in the palace one after another, nor for the betterment of those rough and treacherous days with swords and swords, nor for the seemingly glorious throne of Fujin. She just hates him, and all this hatred is because she loves him.
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