Her love was silent for seventeen years.
Dressed in red, she married him inexplicably, and what they had been married to for two years was an imperial decree deposing him; dressed in white, she willingly chose him, and her career as a secret guard in the underground palace was entangled with a crazy love.
Those years, those things, and the fallen love, were they bound or missed?
Beauty sheds tears and rouge burns. In this melody, I don't know whether it is sad or happy, everyone is hurt.
If the love is too deep, the heart will be intoxicated; if the hate is too deep, the heart will be broken.
Maybe she was just a docile kitten with hidden sharp claws, and she had her own survival coordinates under his tyranny. When the gorgeous love is no longer short-lived, will she and him pass by? Or are they the only ones for each other in this life? Where does his heart rest?
The sister chapter of "The Wasted Concubine" has been completed:
Because the style is relaxed, it is also my rest area:
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llily1986 (Die'er) worked hard to produce the video. I would like to express my gratitude to Yishiliu. I will bring you a touching story with my heart!
PS: The background music is "Sad or Happy"
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