"He was a useless man and could not even survive that winter, but my Lu family is willing to guard the mausoleum for generations to come."
Guo Wan seems to have fallen into a nightmare that happened more than ten years ago. It was the rainy season in Jindu, and it rained one after another.
Her fiancé, the crown prince's brother, coughed up blood and held her with his pale hands: "When we go there, we will get married, then"
He shook her off again: "Azhen, I'm going to die, please leave."
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