——"Your Highness, do you really decide to leave the throne to him? Leave it to..." The old minister's voice was deep. In the end, the half-dead man didn't speak out, but it had already aroused the rage of the man in the palace. His eyes suddenly lost their gentleness and softness, and in an instant, they shot at the old minister like a leopard, with sharp eyes that spared no effort. The language is still soft.
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It wasn't until that day that he gave up the idea of committing suicide. Because that day, he said, the third brother will protect you. My heart, which had been cold for a long time, and my body, which had been cold for a long time, gradually began to gain warmth. That temperature is still missed after many years.
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Songli picked up the pen and wrote a book, then gave up and looked at the mottled paper. Finally, he raised his sleeves, picked up the letter, and threw it into the firelight. He watched quietly as the fire burned more and more vigorously. He still had hope in his heart, hoping that the third brother would continue to hate him.
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