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He was once her only candle that shone into the cold abyss of the palace, and he was also the karma that burned up half of her life.
Three years ago, Yin Chengye crushed Shen Tang's best friend's throat with his own hands and pushed her into his brother's arms. On the night of the palace coup, he stepped on her husband's uncold blood, but put his sin-stained hand on her swollen belly: "Tangtang, this country is a cage. You and I can either burn together or be imprisoned together."
She was trapped and locked on the dragon bed, holding the golden hairpin against his heart and sneered: "Your Majesty, you want to renew your bad fate? You will risk your life to continue it!"
He held the tip of the hairpin tightly with a smile, letting the blood soak into the dragon robe: "Is it enough to take your life?" The jade finger finger rubbed the old mark on her wrist - it was the imprint of each other's flesh and blood soaked into each other's bone marrow for ten years in the palace.
When the evil fire of the green plum burned down, the tang branches growing out of the scorched earth were wrapped around the dragon's robe and bloomed with new bloody stamens.
Intention: Even if you are in trouble, you should live towards the sun
