In the twenty-eighth year of Dali Zhenyou, Feng Yu, the king of Mu'an who was dressed in black and wore a green fan, became the king of Dali, fulfilling his ambition that he had set since he was a child. However, he was not satisfied, because he wanted to gain both the throne and the things he lost because of the throne!
I still remember that year, she hugged the man tightly on the horse and smiled secretly behind her back. She heard the man chuckle and say: "Promise me a life of glory and wealth, you girl, you have such a big voice!"
She foolishly thought that this might be fate, but only later did she realize that everything was just a conspiracy.
(PS: Mountains have no edges, heaven and earth are in harmony, so I dare to stop updating! Except for irresistible factors, I will update every day or every other day. If there is no update, I will inform you in advance.)