She has always believed that as long as she wins, any means she uses will be a compliment to her.
The strong is the key, and if you are defeated, you will perish. She wore the imperial crown twice, once for Zhongli Xun, and once for the real herself - Chu Xun.
Fight against rebel ministers, fight against foreign tribes, and fight for business houses. Every time, you risk your life to survive. But when she shed her manly skin, she was ridiculed by her faith.
Without love or affection, the heart is sealed with cement, and is extremely ruthless. It is really pure.
At this time, she is the real king.
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Late at night, the candle that was about to burn out was trembling. She strangled his neck tightly and forced him into the trap that she had prepared for a long time.
"They all think I have many desires, but actually I don't. I only have one desire."
The candles are gone and the stars are falling.
"Live to die."
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Intention: Born out of despair, holding on to hope, holding on to the sword of destiny and never ending.