This is a prosperous world, this is an intoxicating splendor...
The beauty of some people is like a painting that can be painted; while the beauty of some people penetrates into their bones.
No one can deny that your beauty is the first sharp sword in your hand, but, child, please remember - beauty is broken but kindness is broken. The most unreliable thing in the world is the relationship that is maintained by only one face.
It's called grace, it's not love...
On the day when the three thousand honor guards opened the way, my mother's words came to mind again.
The veil slowly moves away from the world of mortals, a lifetime of glory...
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PS: This is a pseudo fiction. The main characters have historical prototypes. Readers who don't like this type of article should be careful when entering this trap~~~