I am the apple of Emperor Yong's eye.
Everyone in the world knows that I am coquettish and arrogant,
Obsessed with Prince Beirong,
To tear him and my sister apart,
Forcing him to marry me in front of my sister's grave.
On the night of the wedding, he pulled my hair, pressed me in front of the bronze mirror, and pressed me against my ear.
"Besides this face, what else can you compare with her?"
I raised my eyes and stared obsessively at the red eyes of the man in the mirror, and opened the corners of my mouth in a mocking manner,
"But she is dead."
Intention: Self-reliance and self-reliance
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"harmony"~
"The three words "Heli Shu" hit me like a heavy hammer. A violent buzzing first exploded from my ears, and then spread to my brain, quickly occupying all my senses." Catch a big bug for the author~ "harmony"~