They say he was especially fond of begonias. If you presented him with one that caught his eye, he would do you a favor, and he never went back on his word.
They say he was a master of poetry. His verses at the Imperial Capital Flower Fair made him famous throughout the land and were passed down for generations. None could rival him.
They say he loved romance and was rumored to have had affairs with the young masters Xie Wuyou, Liang Jue, and Song Xiang.
They say he was close to the richest man in the land and once set fire to Jizhou City for his sake.
They say he turned the tide on the battlefield.
They say he died from an arrow wound, and the whole country mourned.
A few pages in the history books, and a thousand years have passed.
No one knew that he was not a man, but a woman.
“Your empire, if you want it, I’ll give it to you.” She had never seen Xie Wuyou, who was like an immortal, with such despair in his tear-filled eyes.
I’m sorry I brought you to this.
“Bells at dawn and drums at dusk, calm and at ease. May I stay by your side?” She said nothing as she watched Liang Jue, his white robes soaked in blood.
Because of you alone, I came to this.
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This should have nothing to do with Pili! But it's very pretty!
By the way, I would like to ask, what should I do if my article has been reviewed but is still in the status of being deposited? What should I do if it can't display chapters?!
Isn't this a thunderbolt??
I'm a little envious because the score is so high. 0.0 Oh, since the score is so high, let's spread some flowers. Support 0.0
"Little beast, go, hurry up, get me a glass of water, or even a pear, I'm dying of thirst." The young man in front of him holding his arm was Mu Yuanshou, the prince of the Li Kingdom. Although he was more than a month older than him, he had to call him fourth brother. He was the father of Mu Chengxue. Not shown!!!