Xiaojiu, an orphan, just wants to find someone who truly cares about her.
Could it be that three hundred years of time rotation can't change the fate of being a substitute----
The young emperor, the picture of the prosperous age is just beginning to unfold, he is sitting on the whole world,
Only those familiar eyes could no longer linger on him----
But young master, what kind of long-cherished wishes are hidden under the armor of princes and nobles?
It's better to go back and bid farewell to this prosperous dream-like destiny----
An excerpt taken out of context: "Nalan Ci*Huanxisha" When I wake up from the wine and am overwhelmed with sorrow, how can I return to the path of falling flowers? Last year's high picking bucket was light. Night Rain has become thinner after several turns, and the prosperity is like a dream but there is no basis for it. Where can one ask for affection in the world?
The picture was taken two years ago. . . I didn't expect that it would be useful~~~Nanjing Qinhuai. . .
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