On a rainy night in Meng Chun, she came looking for her under the moonlight
"... I beg the Crown Prince to save my life..."
He took a half step back:
"Princess, I already have someone I like, so you can't betray me..."
A piece of edict, warmed by a red candle, he cupped his hands and bowed:
"Princess, since I have married you, I will not let you down in this life, but I cannot allow you to do anything else..."
"I know... Thank you..."
The first snowfall in the middle of winter, with a word of mouth, the cobwebs that grew in the dark night were quietly torn apart.
The road to Xueluo Palace was long, and he knelt in front of the palace, his eyes like a deep pool:
"I beg your Majesty to take back your decree. I love Mingzhao..."
The nobleman in Jinluan Palace sneered:
"You are talking about my Concubine Zhang?"
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"Master Ji, the Ai family wants to ask you something..."
"Mingzhao, the pear blossoms in this courtyard are still in that season..."
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She was a solitary bird that strayed into the red wall, with no branches to perch on.
He is the bright moon that shines brightly in the clear wind, and does not disturb the wind or snow.
How can we look back and look forward to that moment when things go wrong?
How can we recompose the original song after plucking the strings randomly?
But several years after saying goodbye, Chang Ning met again. The only golden hairpin could burn away her lovesickness and clear away the fog for him.
The orioles have faded, and the spring has faded. I can't help but cry and damage the fragrant Luopa. Hate is hard to bear. The dream is short and the screen is deep, the clear night is full of sorrow, long, long.
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