I saw layers of red in front of my eyes. Was it the earthworm, my blood, or the water of the Nan River? I know, it's the poor soldier whose throat was chopped off by my sword. Who is he? I don't know him. He shed blood for my country, but he has no feet, his face is gone, and now his life is gone. Did he ever exist? Then who am I? I am also a bloody person with a vague face. It seemed like it was raining. I wiped my eyes and they became blurry. Well, I will die. I think that when I die, my body will be eaten by skinny wild dogs or wild boars, so that I will live in this world through them. Are they also from my motherland? But what if they eat my flesh and blood and flee to the other side of the mountain, where is the Nanman, and I don't want to go to the Nanman.
So I died.
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The perspective of the heroine, involving the Jianghu and the court, twenty years ago or so.
There is no fixed CP, and there are many shallow connections along the way. The protagonist Lily/heterosexuality has both lines, and the supporting characters have Danmei lines.
The protagonist is not the center of the storm, and has no cheating skills. He is just an ordinary person who silently fights monsters (not really), but he always gets lucky and gets involved in various conspiracies, either actively or passively.
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Behind the scenes of prosperity, under the strict etiquette of loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, the standards of right and wrong seem to be increasingly unclear.
Intention: Behind the Glory