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Zhang Mowei × Yan Ziyi (Cen Mu)
They are monarchs and ministers, as well as masters and disciples.
His master left him.
He was killed by the general.
"Master."
"I'm here."
No one in this world can wear green clothes so beautifully.
"From now on, there will only be words to follow in this world."
"Where is Cen Mu? Where is my master?"
His tutor is so good.
The night wind was wandering, the night candles were flickering, and the moonlight was as bright as frost, covering the window frames. The palace was extremely quiet at this moment, and the huge palace was also extremely pure. It was at this moment that Zhang Mowei truly realized that in this world, there is no longer the general he once was.
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This article is an ancient short article, mainly flashbacks.
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