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"You feel so lonely," she said.
"!" His face suddenly turned red, "You, you!" He suddenly stopped and a hosta was pressed against his neck. He looked at the person in front of him with his black hair scattered, and the tip of the hairpin gently brushing his throat, so he couldn't help but swallow, his Adam's apple rolling.
She smiled, her eyes glowing with the same clear and lingering light that he often saw, "Something that is not afraid of death."
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From the moment she was born, she was given a responsibility that is difficult for women of this era to bear - to inherit the lineage of the emperor.
His Highness the Crown Prince, who disguised himself as a man, was cautious and spent seventeen years walking on thin ice.
In the eighteenth year, the emperor was seriously ill. The prince confessed several crimes and asked to abdicate. The imperial concubine's youngest son inherited the throne.
The wind and clouds are so treacherous, how can the goshawk, which cut off its wings, survive?
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The male lead is undecided
Mission: Everyone desires a better life