She is fragile yet strong, indifferent yet domineering, a little naive, a little bit bad, standing proudly in the turbid world of mortals;
He is her father in name. He pities her and loves her. He is as beautiful as a lotus but as heartless as a poppy...
He could have been happy in the world, but instead he entered officialdom for her;
He is as gentle and exquisite as jade, he doesn't show his feelings, he just wants to stay by her side;
He, the enemy's military advisor, was as aloof and arrogant as a chrysanthemum, but he only fell in love with her;
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Traveling through thousands of years, see how the heroine in this article laughs at the world of mortals!