Cang Tian died of blood, and after the massacre, he gave the twelve-year-old a sword.
Years later, when Han Zigao was sixteen years old, he saw his reflection on the bank of Huanshou River and Linyuan. He stretched out his hand towards him from a distance. One sentence determined the changes in his life. At that time, Emperor Chen Wen was just the nephew of a powerful man. Under the sudden shock, the young man standing quietly washed away the red hands, smiled peacefully, with a little cinnabar between his eyebrows, and the sword shattered the lotus.
He stretched out his hand towards him, "Follow me."
The bun was spread out, and there was a trace of green on his shoulders. Chen Qian brushed off the mud and grass all over his body, but she saw that the young man was proud and independent, "What do you want me to do?"
"I wish you a lifetime of prosperity."
He really promised him a life of prosperity, but he never guaranteed him a smooth life.
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