In the sixty-fourth year of the Zuo Dynasty, there was an undercurrent in the world.
However, in the trap set up, Mr. Zhuang met the person he had been looking for for many years again.
"I am Fourteen, a shadow."
But she forgot everything, like those shadows.
"You said you want to be the shadow of Wen Menshuang, so I'll take you as the shadow of Wen Menshuang. Now, I say I like the shadow of Wen Menshuang, so just answer me, are you the shadow of Wen Menshuang?"
"... Scoundrel."
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2024.07.28: A small number of manuscripts are collected during the construction stage. If you like it, please don't worry if you follow it and you won't be fooled. If you don't like it, thank you for clicking. Thank you again (kneeling)
2024.08.30: I can't sign it if I can't change it well, so I have to wait for the full text to be changed (paralysis)
Intention: Peace of home and country.
