A close relative set a fire with his own hands.
The wildfire burned wildly, and in the end, only a gray land was left.
They are all trapped in a cage.
Two children, one big and one small, were playing.
The little meat bag behind Zheng Yuan chased him with a cry:
"Brother, brother, wait for me..."
"I can't catch you, I can't catch you, hahaha."
"Wow-" The cry behind him exploded.
"Okay, okay, don't cry." He panicked and hurriedly turned around to comfort her.
Zheng Yuan believed that the position of prince was a responsibility, not a weapon.
Zheng Pei believed that the only way to survive was to let others fall first.
They are half-brothers. One is guarding the increasingly cold East Palace in Chang'an, and the other is running an unknown secret line in Yandi. They were separated by their mother, the civil and military calculations of the dynasty, and the increasingly jealous eyes of the emperor.
He once sent him a quilt when he was at his lowest.
He showed a boyish smile when he was at his loneliest.
But that was all a long time ago.
Nowadays,
When the truth is peeled away layer by layer, they will eventually discover——
That knife has been in each other's hands from the beginning.
Under the city wall, the fire lit up half the sky.
"Can you repent?"
"No."
Abstract version introduction: The younger generations are at odds with each other, and most of the old people are immoral...
PS: This article was inspired by Liu Che's son's deeds and he was coded overnight. Any similarities are not accidental and have nothing to do with the original history. This article is an imaginary history. Power generation for love, please forgive me if the writing is not good, light criticism by the textual research party. It is better to eat it with "Sowing Fruit Without Fruit". (Thank you!!!)
The book was originally called "The Man in the Cage"
Intention: In the face of desire, is there a pure, right- or wrong-free way of self-realization?
