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I saved a man from among the dead.
He is different from the people here. Maybe this is what the man from the Central Plains that my mother longed for should look like.
He said that the kindness of a drop of water will be repaid by a spring of water. When he becomes powerful, he will grant me glory and wealth, and a group of servants and wives.
I think he can't even eat.
Afraid of making him sad, I agreed.
Several years later, I watched in the bronze mirror of Fengyi Palace as he meticulously put the phoenix crown on me and said in my ear,
Jiao Jiao Jiao, I will express my gratitude with my body for the kindness of dripping water.
The text is written in the third person, the author's imagination, a short story with ancient sayings. If there are any questions, please forgive me, little angel.
Intention: Make a choice
