If she had never seen power, how could she pursue it diligently and exhaustively?
If she wasn't crazy, I'm afraid there would be no place for her in this world.
Our hands are full of blood, and we are definitely not kind people. We climb up the stairs on the corpses, like fanatical believers, fighting for power.
Others say this is seeking skin from a tiger, but I think it is colluding with others. We were born for each other, the perfect match.
In troubled times, only madmen live the longest. They are dirty and bloody, but they are admired by others.
What is ridiculous is the power, what is ridiculous is the human heart.
A promiscuous and romantic prince vs. A gentle lady? (Cross out)
Double white cut black
Evil people and villains are naturally meant for each other
Purpose: Happiness comes from hard work
