Announcement: There is a new mourning in the Yezi family, so updates will be suspended before the Spring Festival.
I'm sorry to kiss everyone who has been waiting for this article, and I wish you all a happy Spring Festival in advance.
Asking what love is, it turns out. ． ． They all let people down. ． ．
They were supposed to be gold slaves, silver maids, loving wives and beautiful concubines.
But now, the noble and unrestrained Fengzi Longsun. But he was teased by a word of love. ． ．
Burning bright yellow, thick cinnabar inkstone, and curling golden tassels.
The dragon calligraphy table is decorated with red gold and red treasures, and the copywriting gallery is decorated with dragons and dancing phoenixes.
In the whole world, only this family is respected, but the internal rules are a dilemma. There are three heavenly nobles, but she has only one sincerity. The desire to exchange hearts for hearts before the flowers fall seems so extravagant here.
One has no choice but to continue his heirs.
A silent but merciful person.
There is another person who is unwilling to give up and is obsessed with asking for an explanation from her.
The red wall is so big that it can't accommodate even a single ounce of absurdity. Those clear eyebrows and clean smile, she was finally let down. ． ．
Prince: There shouldn't be any clean people in the Forbidden Palace.
Four: One day you will understand everything, but when you do, I'm afraid you won't want to call me Fourth Brother. ． ．
8: I once promised Eniang that I will protect you throughout my life.
Nine: I know you are someone I cannot touch. ． ．
Thirteen: Chang'e is lonely because she chose to become an immortal instead of Hou Yi.
14: Your tears used to be for me, but now they are all for others. ． ．
Ruyi: The word love is difficult to understand and cannot be solved. It is not his fault. ． ．
It's a sin, but it's also destiny. After experiencing the ups and downs of the red dust on the purple road, the blue sky and the gate of hell, I smiled in a daze, but I can still recall the sentence: My heart is full of stones.
Born in the same quilt, died in the same coffin, holding each other's hands, understanding life and death, and witnessing the best ending of Bai Shu. Maybe it's not the end of the world or the end of the world. He didn't have much to give, and what she wanted was simple, which was to protect each other with his heart and comfort each other with foam.
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