He is the king's eldest son, Fusu, the son of Da Qin. Prince Yuanzi of Qin was a master of both civil and military affairs, strategizing and making decisions in the world. "Yes, Gu is indeed polite to others, but Gu is also ruthless, isn't he?" Blood dripped down the blade of the sword, and the smile on the corner of Fusu's mouth was like the moonlight in the sky, making people panic. "From the moment I made the decision, I was destined to die young." Fusu spoke very slowly, as if this would extend the time, but he still shook his head helplessly, "I never regret, but I have to plan everything." "Just let me stay far away, the journey is long, and when the news of my death arrives, maybe I will feel less sad." After weighing it for a long time, this may be good for everyone. //I have always liked the poem "The Mountain Has Fusu". I always feel sorry for the fate of the young master Fusu. Please keep writing it slowly! First post~~~
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