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She only wanted to make her way in the martial arts world, and he just wanted to find the truth about what happened back then. A family letter and an imperial edict forced two unrelated people to be trapped in the palace. She was a bad boy who was abandoned by her family and adopted as a foreigner because of a joke. She was filled with joy when she suddenly came to know her family's identity and whereabouts. "Don't you always want this position? Go to Yun Zhao for three years and let her gain a foothold in the palace. It will be yours after she comes back." "It's a deal." He was a prince who was sent to Anping in name only for three years because of his disobedience. He was eagerly waiting for God's grace. "The traces of the remnants of Manghe have appeared in the territory of Zhongshu. They have not left the city yet. If you can handle this matter and return to the palace, I can give you full authority to deal with him." "My son, I obey." The cold snow is pressing down on the branches, but the old friend has not looked back The words that Gao Huaixiu regretted remembering the most were probably her words of never waiting for anyone. He was obsessed with this. Two intersections that could clearly meet, but they missed it...

She is the young master of the Blood Emperor who was forced to be sealed for a hundred years; He is a half-demon abandoned son who is shamed by the three tribes; Five hundred years later, after she broke the seal on the banks of the Luoshui River, she worked step by step, acting cold-bloodedly and ruthlessly, but she was always helpless and frustrated by the mistakes she made back then. I don't know when, he quietly appeared beside her, using affection as bait to lure her... * Under the praying tree that was filled with all sorts of dreams, she abandoned her confidant, who had been with her for thousands of years. With a hazy smile: "If you leave, I won't stay." "Don't you regret it?" "As long as you don't lie to me, I have no regrets." -- "What am I to you?" The answer to him was only the osmanthus that was blooming all over the mountain, and there was no trace of her. Looking back half her life, those were the most heart-wrenching words she had ever said to herself...