Spring is as old as ever, it's cold in the north, and the spring snow in Qinyuan is scattered.
Autumn is as before, Nangong is warm, Suzhuang's autumn maples are rustling.
The moonlight outside the Great Wall was particularly cold. Standing on the city wall, looking at the moon in the distance, she said dreamily, Song Jinlan, do you still remember me?
The moonlit night in the deep palace is particularly desolate. Li Chun, please let me go. I really don't have the strength to hate you anymore!
The grandson of the emperor who has been forgotten by the world has climbed to the pinnacle of power step by step by killing his uncle and cousin. Inherit the great power, compete with the mother and the aristocratic family, and achieve the emperor's career through the ages.
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