In the center of the court, every step is a camp. The king takes care of it, but the concubine can do nothing.
The fish in the cold weather are like mulberry weeds, how can they compete with the power of the eagle's toes?
Under the setting sun, there are few rays of light and cold shade, which makes me feel sad all my life.
The ups and downs of life are carried on, and the fate is exhausted, just like the song of the morning falls, and ends.
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I finally have time to update. Don't blame me for leaving this post for so long. I've always wanted to write but I just didn't have the time. If you can write a little, it's better.
I will type more words when I have free time recently. I hope friends who read the article can give me some opinions, even if every word or sentence is helpful to me.
It's a great encouragement!
Thanks to those who still remember this article~
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This article is not a palace fight, it is written almost based on history, and the YY content should be reduced as much as possible (the hope is slim ^^^^^^)
Reader comments
Harry was completely Gryffindor, and he regarded the funds as a scourge at the time. Syd went to the cemetery with him to raise the Goblet of Fire and was killed by Wormtail. At that time, Harry seemed to think that the money was exchanged for Syd's life.
The two of them just started to be sweet, and the male protagonist's mother came to beat the couple.
Harry was completely Gryffindor, and he regarded the funds as a scourge at the time. Syd went to the cemetery with him to raise the Goblet of Fire and was killed by Wormtail. At that time, Harry seemed to think that the money was exchanged for Syd's life.
The two of them just started to be sweet, and the male protagonist's mother came to beat the couple.
The ending is great, sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers sprinkle flowers
QAQ is so cruel! Boy, do you want to come and talk about life with me? (Boy is a common name)