Everyone said that the previous dynasty was an unprecedented prosperous age. The people were prosperous and everything was harmonious. Only Wei Luo was lying on the couch and growing old, which was completely inconsistent with this prosperous age.
"Xu Liangmei! You fool!" The woman in red attire screamed for the last time, "In this palace... I like you the most..."
"Zhang Jingshu, I still haven't seen you have a good marriage..."
"Hongxiu, I want you to live well."
"Purple Beard, I'm waiting for you to come."
"Wei Xingzhao, you are so pathetic..."
The voices of those people seemed to ring in Wei Luo's ears again. They were still alive at that time, and they were alive and well, which made her happy.
Today is such a prosperous age...
After all, it still doesn't belong to me…
It should belong to you...
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