What is imprisoned by the walls of Zhuwa Palace is freedom. What has long been forgotten behind the imperial power is the taste of loving and being loved.
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"Your Highness, have you been to Xizhou?"
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When Li Chengze was in a trance, he vaguely heard a bright and kind-hearted girl talking to him, and her voice was so familiar. Li Chengze stood up suddenly, regardless of his usual carefree appearance, and ran out of the palace like crazy. The sunlight shines on the vermilion paint of the palace wall, which is a bit dazzling when refracted. Li Chengze rubbed his eyes and seemed to see the sand dunes and loess, the vultures in the sky, and a girl wearing Hu clothing.
"Xiao Feng, I lost. Not to any of my enemies, but to you."
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He didn't say the other half of the sentence, he just repeated it in his mind like a self-deception. Li Chengze held the wolf tooth necklace tightly in his hand. The setting sun hit his back, making him look like a staggering old man.
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His little princess just went home.
Purpose: Don't learn to cherish something until you lose it.