In the lonely and tall palace, there are no cherry blossoms falling.
Therefore, she could only rely on the man she could not touch. Although, she knew very well that she had no right to blaspheme his nobility and beauty. Although she had leaned in his warm arms more than once, stared at the white and smooth palms that he kissed on her more than once, and listened to his affectionate whispers more than once: Yanli, thank God for giving me such a beautiful woman like you.
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