In the sky full of red clouds, she stared with a smile and asked softly
"Wangshu, are you okay?..."
Wangshu, are you okay? For just a moment, Jiang Xing felt his heart beating like a drum, his face suddenly felt hot, and the private letter from Shang Qing in his sleeve seemed to have suddenly turned into a soldering iron, ironing it to the bottom of his heart. For a moment, he didn't know what night it was, and he was just so stunned...
Qiao Wan stopped and turned to look at Shang Qing.
Through the dim light on the stone wall of the cell, Shang Qing seemed to see him smile slightly.
Then I heard his clear and handsome voice saying:
"No, I'm fine. They didn't do anything to me..."
"Chenghong, this is an era of blood and fire. Neither you nor I can choose..."
In the dim firelight, Zhuo Shu's face was looming, her armor was in pieces and stained with blood, but her voice was still as firm as ever...
"Shang Qing, you are my sister, the person I am closest to, but you are also the person I hate the most..."
That woman in purple robe and jade belt, who was always elegant and calm, finally couldn't help but burst into tears and burst into tears...
Three walls crown the emperor's throne, and a wine song tells the story of farewell.
In the smoke of war, the hatred of family and country, and in troubled times, I gave up my pen and joined the army.
A historical picture unfolds slowly just for you, please come...
It's a serious drama about a female protagonist, it's a slow show, it's fake history, you're welcome to come in
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Digging in a new hole, take me home and let me knock on you.
Meow, the first volume is finished, let's spread the flowers~~The next chapter is an extra chapter by Zhao Wang Jiangrong, this is dedicated to all the friends who have always supported and tolerated the compilation of the book, group hug~~
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