On the day when the city was destroyed and the clan was destroyed, the blood of her clan members came covering her face. She broke the sharp arrow on her left shoulder and fled in panic.
At first, she just wanted to find the murderer and abide by the law, but the cold eyes of justice never looked at her after all.
Later, she used her hands that disturbed the situation to return the favor with a sword, gouging out the rotten flesh and blood.
Later, she stood on the high city wall, and the people around her presented memorials waiting for her approval - since someone has to sit in the supreme position, why can't it be her?
"These hands can play the piano, hold a sword, and naturally they can also hold that red pen."
"Since I have nothing left, let this world become something in my hands."
"After all, I couldn't stand those eyes that pitied me. I thought, I want them to bow to me, pray for my mercy, and offer me jade."
"Other people hold their treasures in their hands and put them on high shelves. They are not willing to show any brilliance for others to covet, and they are not willing to let the treasures serve as a foil and decoration for others. Why should I force it... I want him to offer it to me willingly and wear it for me."
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Reading "The Chronicles of the Holy King", careerists lamented that the Holy Ancestor rose from nothing to becoming the most powerful person in the world; historians marveled at his pioneering strategies and his keen eye for discerning people's subtleties; ministers and workers were heartbroken when the Mingjun mounted his horse and bent his bow to fight, and dismounted his horse to manage the affairs of the state.
The art of vertical and horizontal division is used to divide the family, and the benevolent heart is used to win the popularity of the people.
Those who came after her looked up to her.
Intention: Do not destroy or establish, strengthen self-respect