On the city tower, people are dressed in red clothes, jade hands are playing the piano, and bare feet are ringing with bells. Beside the lotus pond, I step on the sand with my sleeves fluttering, holding wine to welcome the setting sun for you, my pink fingers dotted with cinnabar. She came for him, but lost half of the game, only lamenting that she had grown up and hated her, but had little fun. If there is an afterlife, would I love Qianjin and smile?
As smart as she is, how could she not guess his love, how could she not guess his daring to love. As foolish as she is, 16 years of infatuation are still not worth the glory of this half-life.
As sinister as he was, how could he not be able to defeat her when she looked back and smiled, how could he have expected that there was something he wanted to protect. As infatuated as he is, 16 years of love will turn into a cloud of smoke. What's the point of sitting in the world.
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A king's overt and covert fight, a vigorous chase and escape. They all arise due to fate and fall due to fate.
Traveling through time and transforming into the princess of the dead country, is it an injustice or fate?
"Brother Xuan, if you want the world, I will give it to you, and I will never bother you again... Let's end the 16-year-old debt here. Ha, how ironic..."
"Huan'er, without you, what's the use of conquering the world?"
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