A pot of wine, a pole, how many people are there in the world? ——Li Yu
The world was in chaos, and she led him to explore the world of officialdom without knowing the depth. Fame and wealth are so annoying, why not seek freedom and ease. Unexpectedly, Chenxiao Villa's life was hanging by a thread, but when he left, he had a pair of burning eyes.
He, wearing a blue shirt and suffering from family troubles, smiled bitterly and said: "I can't talk to you at night anymore..."
He, dressed in red robes, was in the center of power and intrigue, and had been dormant for ten years, in exchange for leaving his name in history.
The grievances of three generations, the change of dynasties, the overt and covert struggles, they walked away with one heart, and their love, hatred, and hatred finally turned into two words full of profound meaning: "Treasure."
A glass of wine is raised and everyone is drunk.
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