Qingqiu in Troubled Times

Wu Huan is in chaos, and the world is turbulent. He sat quietly on Dongshan Mountain, waving his fan and watching. The kings knelt down and begged him to come out of the mountain and join the world, but he just smiled as calmly as the wind. She is dressed in plain clothes and wears silverware on her face. She never shows her true appearance. What kind of face is there under that cold mask? Is it stunningly beautiful, or is it ferocious and terrifying? No one knows. The world only knows that she can persuade everyone in the world with one word to persuade him to get involved in the world. She said, for Mr., There is no difference between joining the world and being born out of it. In the future, he would hold up his banner and wave his hand to determine the outcome, and she would live in the Qin Palace forever and become a hostage. The young man from Qin Palace was filled with hatred, and the rage of revenge burned her eyes. The moonlit night was like frost and snow, and she stood beside her, just to give the young man with a stunning appearance and unparalleled talent a restful night. The overlord of the Great Qin Dynasty was obsessed with her. He said, if you want to destroy this imperial capital, I will never frown. Why don't you show your face and smile? He imprisoned her but did not dare to despise her. Protect the palm of your hand like a treasure. The flowers bloomed on the street, and he returned home after disbanding his army. She asked him with a smile, could she live in seclusion in the mountains from now on? He shook his head, causing tears to fall from her eyes. The Qin Dynasty was destroyed, and poisonous fire invaded the palace. The greatest emperor held his sword and asked her, whom did he miss? She smiled, filled with sadness. The most beautiful flowers bloom from the enchanting blood, and the cold sword sinks into the body. What he saw when he raised his eyes was that peerless paleness. The silverware fell to the ground, and the black hair was scattered. Phoenix, return to your hometown, live in the sycamore tree, and drink from the sweet spring.