Zhou Xian has been dreaming about some strange scenes recently.
In the magnificent palace, beautiful maids served melons and fruits with a smile, scantily clad dancers twisted their white waists wantonly, and occasionally cast a hot look; well-dressed politicians exchanged glasses of wine and whispered.
In the dream, she was sitting at the top, lazily taking off the hibiscus crown that bound her hair.
"The emperor is exhausted, so the banquet should be dismissed. Everyone, please go back to your family."
Everyone stood up, bowed their heads in obedience, and said in unison: "I respectfully send you off to the Prince Regent."
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Is this the past or the future?
Note: 1. The heroine has a weird setting.
2. A slow-burning article, probably.
3. The background refers to multiple dynasties and rejects textual research.
4. As per the old rules, if I abandon the trap, I will live stream and drink soy sauce.
How come the explosion didn't kill everyone?
Come on(? ??_??)?
Big, update, update
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