An unexpected intrusion, a divine encounter, whose infatuation is fulfilled?
The beautiful figure, the hibiscus face, whose face is engraved in my heart?
Blood on the fingertips, hatred for the country's subjugation, whose life is at stake?
The beacon fire in the Chu land and the smoke and dust in the frontier fortress; a thousand years of time and space, a long poem.
I just sigh that there are thousands of beauties, love and hate, all of which are as vast as a dream.
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If I don't leave a message with this ID, I'd be so unhuman.
It depends on the ending. It's great to have money
It turns out that the Taoist priest didn't know that they were having an affair.