The mountains and rivers are in turmoil and the people are uneasy. Have you ever felt a trace of hatred?
Turning around, a picture of a country slowly unfolded.
I still remember that day when the snowflakes were flying on the soft couch under the red curtain, and the man carefully stroked the corner of his eye. There should have been a cinnabar mole here.
"Your Majesty, Jin Yan led his troops to invade, and now they are approaching the city."
A sigh, an imperial edict, looming in front of my eyes.
"Order, the general sends troops..."