He drinks tea in white clothes; he has a fragrant car and a BMW.
Combining fame and prowess, he has a bright future. He protects his country and his family and travels to the ends of the world.
God gave him all the poetry, but he was destined to be alone.
The battlefield was stained with blood, and he was like a hellish Shura, with his armor soaked in blood and mountains of corpses. But he saw him walking toward him like an immortal in the sky. He was as youthful as a painting, and his snow-white trousers were already stained with blood.
"I am willing to win the world for you..." He leaned into his ear, his voice was charming.
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"... General Jinyu was given a special reward of ten thousand taels of gold and an official position for his meritorious service in defeating the enemy. I heard that our third princess, An Yue, is now gifted with cardamom, both talented and beautiful, respectful and sensitive. The Queen Mother and I were very pleased to hear this, and gave Jinyu permission to get married. All etiquette will be handled by the Ministry of Etiquette, and the marriage will be completed at a good time. Announce to the world, and the envoys will hear about it."
He knelt dumbly under the emperor's throne and didn't react for a long time...
After leaving the main hall, he saw that the sadness between his brows was like the deep sea, and he was filled with deep sorrow.
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In the end, the country was overturned, but he was nowhere to be seen, as cold as an immortal in his memory.
Who cried for Rouge; who cried for the beauty of the broken mural...
Love, hate, stupidity, anger, greed, and resentment are bound to be entangled for generations to come.