——The lady said that he was a very gentle man, and she had thought so, but she saw with her own eyes that he stood on top of the city gate, nodding to signal the people around him to execute him, so resolute and firm, and with one strike of his sword, blood splattered in all directions. But there is not a drop of blood on his body. He is still as gentle as an orchid and as young as a white crane. ————He saw her dressed in plain clothes, kneeling in the vast white snow, with slender eyebrows and cold eyes, and she said: "My little girl's name is An Yao." He couldn't see through her, as if through a barrier, he could only see her outline. He only knew that her name was An Yao, that she was good-looking, and that her origin was unknown. But he knew that even if he kicked the barrier open, he still couldn't see through her.
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