A strange accident woven the people who were originally parallel threads into a rope, which continued to become chaotic.
I was trapped in the storm of struggle all over Beijing, fighting alone, like a small boat sailing unsteadily in the ever-changing sea, unable to find my bearings and unable to reach the shore.
Standing on the vast grassland, he said in a firm and arrogant tone, "If you believe me, then find a reason to leave far away. One day... I will eradicate the unstable factors and welcome you back."
He lost his usual polite demeanor and looked at me with extremely confident and rare domineering attitude, "Don't be afraid, I'm responsible for everything. Even if the sky falls, I will still be there to support you. I will never make you feel a little wronged."
He, who was usually so majestic that people couldn't look directly at his radiance, showed a rare look of fatigue, and spoke softly and unbelievably: "In recent years, the imperial court has been experiencing constant internal and external troubles. Are you... Willing to stand by my side and create a peaceful and prosperous age with me?"