The fall of one dynasty must lead to the rise of another.
The country is still the same country, it's just that... The people sitting on it have changed.
The road to becoming a king is shared by blood.
Many years later, a smoke of gunpowder swept across the mountains and rivers, and I sat in the cold Showa Palace, holding a glass of the poisonous wine he gave me, waiting for someone.
He once said to me ------'I only married you because your surname was Li! That's all. '
However, before leaving, he looked at me like that again, with a gleam in his eyes that I couldn't understand.
He said------Do you want me to come back alive or... Die by his sword?
He added------It will be no good for you if I die! Don't even think about living near Fengzao Palace!
Now...
I'll wait for him to come back and give me an answer.
I want to ask him--your world is so big that you can hold the country and the world, but what about me? Just a foil?
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