Stories about the Three Kingdoms
The word count is very long, please read with caution
If there is love in the world, what is the price of this love?
Love, love, love are like seeing flowers in the mist.
Spring comes and passes in the east, and the good years are wasted.
The love that lasts forever is just an idiot talking in his sleep.
Once in spring, the remaining flowers gradually fall off, the seeds have no roots, and there is no more to worry about.
Also, because this article is a romance, it does not follow historical facts. Some years, characters, etc. Will be changed due to plot, and the content is all fictional.
If you are talking about historical facts, I suggest you not read this article. Thank you.
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