Qiao Yuelu had long forgotten what it was like to see Yunzi for the first time.
I just remember that it was autumn when we parted ways with her and became more and more intense.
Liangzhou was desolate, so she wore a red dress to ride horses through the city, and also wore a fierce armor to go west to the Great Wall. The withered leaves of tung trees scattered freely, causing waves in the ancient pond. His eyes were clearly already turbulent at that time, but he was suffering from obsession and was trapped in a cocoon.
Yunzi understood that she was Qiao Yuelu's chess piece. It only took a moment for a chess piece to break out of the chess game, but it took her whole life.
Intention: Love the country but not the beauty