Puppet Emperor
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After the new emperor ascended the throne, I entered the palace as a concubine by order of my family. An accidental glance on the star-exploring building in the silent night was the first time I met the emperor.
The emperor and his concubine, Wen Zhuo and me.
We have the identities that we should love each other the most, and we are also the two people who should love each other the least. Fortunately, he doesn't like me, and I don't like him either.
I thought it would always be like this.
Later, I could never find such fragrant osmanthus again. It wasn't until the cold winter, when the flowers withered and everything fell, that I suddenly realized that there was no such amazingly fragrant osmanthus. Just because he was by my side at that time, I felt that everything was fine, better than anything else in the world.
-The sweetest osmanthus fragrance is hidden in the deep and empty palace, secretly resting in the palm of the caged bird-
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Instructions for use:
1. First-person 7w + bunt, a self-satisfied product.
2. A story about two poor little guys trying to warm each other up in a deep palace. Sc1v1
3. The tone of the whole text is slightly depressing, and the ending is BE! Complete BE in capital letters and bold! ! Please enter with caution!
4. The protagonist does not have a God's perspective or a golden finger. He is not a perfect character in any situation and has character flaws such as paranoia, cowardice, and morbidity.
5. Ancient fictional background, all settings are for the emotional line, please do not go into detail.
Intention: Only love proves that you and I are alive
