Once upon a time, there was a prime minister in Nanzhao who was famous all over the world.
When he was 60 years old, he resigned and returned home without a wife or children.
The only ones accompanying him were the two exquisite dice.
They all said that he had a sweetheart, and his sweetheart was General Shen Yi who died in Youyun, my brother.
I don't believe it.
Until that year, he passed away.
He said he wanted to be buried with his brother.
……
My sweetheart likes my brother...
Oh, but I'm still like a fool, I don't know anything.
I, Shen Qingyi, die in front of my brother's grave.
But my admiration for Lin Shaojun began when we first met and ended until we grew old.
——Shen Qingyi
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