Zhi Wanli raised his head, and in front of him was a long white jade staircase with thousands of steps winding into the clouds. At the highest point was the Qiankun Hall, where the current emperor was sitting.
A fatuous, cold-blooded emperor, an emperor who was worshiped by all the people but treated them like nothing.
Why did destiny allow such a person to ascend the throne? If it's possible, why isn't that person me?
During the battle in Chibei that year, food and fodder had been waiting for a long time. The general who guarded the city gate for three days was labeled as a collaborator. She lived in the wilderness, ate grass roots and dead mice, and her limbs were covered with frostbite. She watched her family members die one by one in front of her, but her tears were frozen by the biting cold.
One day, I will skyrocket to 90,000 miles. Not for anything else, but for yourself and the people of the world.
There will be a male protagonist in the story about the heroine's growth, but he will appear less in the early stage.
Intention: The most unyielding flowers can bloom even in frosty and bitter places. We should always have dreams and hopes at all times.