Three women in a drama, four women in a world war
About friendship, love and dignity
So Ouyang and I fought more and more bravely in the smoke of gunpowder
Fang Yan and Xinbi were knocking on melon seed shells and cheering beside them.
There are no sentimental love epics here, nor are there any intrigues and secrets in the palace.
Just some fun things
about us and them