The day her sister came back, A-Nian realized how ridiculous it was for her to claim to be the proud daughter of heaven.
She shouldn't be Wang Ji, she should be a thief.
Huaxu married Suiren, and Nuwa married Fuxi. A-Nian once thought that her marrying Xuanxuan was as natural as living and needing to breathe.
But Xuanxuan said that if it weren't for the war or the separation, Xiaoyao would be the only wife he would marry.
What about her?
Knowing each other and being together is not as good as missing each other. The hardships that Ah Nian has not endured have become the basis for not being worthy of being with him.
I can't be like my mother, living in the shadow of others and paralyzing myself.
Okay, then this will fulfill your brother and sister's long-term friendship.
Since then, life has been miserable, and I would rather stay alone in the torture.
But fate, why does it even use her strength to make fun of her?
The young master of the Fangfeng family was obviously a loser in love just like her, but why did he look at her as if he were looking at another person?
Those shared memories are obviously exclusive to the two of them, but who knows which regret his tenderness is to commemorate?
The disappointment of Madein swept through her body again. A-Nian felt that it was ridiculous. Others had to relive their old love after losing it, but she felt endless sadness after losing it.
After different journeys, she ended up looking the same, and she was still as glamorous as she was dressed in fine clothes.
When a phoenix flies, adults say this is a rare good omen.
But this auspiciousness for the country and the family, but for her, she can only see a trapped beast wrapped in clever words, commands and colors.
I don't know if the guards were too tight and they did not allow the previous wedding robbery that was so famous in west Yan to be repeated again.
Ah Nian suddenly felt how lucky it would be to be able to imitate her sister's fate at this moment.
Husband and wife bow to each other, and the person they worship is still the person who was the top of their hearts when they were children.
Even if she didn't want a life of peace, joy, and prosperity in the future, it was the supreme blessing bestowed upon her by everyone.
My father said that on a happy day, no matter how moved you are, you must know how to restrain yourself.
A-Nian looked up and shed her last tear, calling out to the distant monster for the last time in her heart.
Xiang Liu, is this our end point?
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I first talked to Xuanxuan, then to Fangfengbei, and almost to Pingshou. Then I found out that my true love is Xiangliu. Hehe. How can I put it? It is a deconstruction of the original work + the restructured plot of the TV series. There is a group portrait. It is not just about Nianbao. I hope everyone will not be traumatized!
Intention: cannot be empty