With traitors and sycophants in power, the Li dynasty inevitably declined. Can Mo Xiyan, a frail woman standing in the center of power, turn the tide?
She was indifferent to fame and wealth, and even investigated life and death. It turned out... That she couldn't get his attention. However, in the center of power, her father's ambition, her childhood sweetheart's reckless naivety, and the insidious calculations of someone who behaved strangely and treacherously, fate... Actually forced her to stand up and shoulder the world on her shoulders!
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Mo Youhan moved his large sleeves to cover the wound that was still slowly bleeding poisonous blood, and smiled tenderly: "Xi Yan, I'm sorry, I broke my promise... If there is an afterlife... I..."
"Father!!" She cried bitterly. All of this turned out to be...
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In the first year of Taikang, the world was unified, the sea was at peace, and there was prosperity everywhere. The pages of history were once again turned ruthlessly. People have long lost their memories of the past, leaving only the vast mist of Hanguang Mountain, rolling quietly, gradually becoming a legend...