Who says there won't be pie in the sky? When I was thirteen years old, I picked up one, and it was a Big Mac pie with plump and juicy meat fillings! I suddenly changed from a rough girl who struggled to get by with three meals a day to the "illegitimate daughter" of the former Qin emperor. From then on, I began a wonderful life where I had no worries about food and clothing, became a little princess, and became a nymphomaniac who teased the young lady whom my father loved.
Unfortunately, the pie is not free. In these troubled times, emperors change faster than a revolving door. Before I had time to find a consort, I suddenly became the princess of a subjugated country. The one who took the lead in destroying my country was my childhood sweetheart, the young lady! How can this life be so magnificent? !
I have enjoyed so many years of blessings as a princess in vain. If I go out to hang out, I will have to pay it back sooner or later. It's just a meeting between lovers, so embarrassing!
So what if I said I liked it? Isn't it inferior to your blood feud, family, country and world?