My lover Jiang Shuiyun died in the year when he was fighting for the country. And because of the competition between the imperial court, it is impossible for me to see my lover for the last time. After I fully grasped the power, my lover had been dead for two years. The moment I saw his tombstone, I could no longer hold back the tears. I hugged his tombstone and told my difficulties. This summer is very hot, but I feel very cold, very cold...
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