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The flowers on the other side are divided into two colors. White has been blooming in heaven since the birth of the Nine Princesses of the Emperor of Heaven; five hundred years later The color red bloomed in hell from the day Lu Zhusha, the direct daughter of General Lu in the underworld, was born. The ninth princess of that day, Xuanyuan Luohua, was Bai Yueguang who had just begun to fall in love with the divine general Chang Zixi. Lu Zhusha, the only daughter of General Ming's Lu family, is the cinnabar mole that General Chang will remember forever. Chang Zixi had no choice but to reject the white moonlight in his heart. Five hundred years later, he reluctantly lost the cinnabar mole on his chest. And Meng Xiaochuan is just a wandering ghost businessman at Naihe Bridge on the Huangquan Road. Not to mention white moonlight and cinnabar moles, she would never dare to dream about the white rice grains falling on the table in the backyard of General Chang's house and the mosquito blood sticking to the wall. However, how should I deal with the situation when I can't stand it anymore and am always ready to act?

He brought a poplar branch from Ordos and inserted it on the ridge of Alai Valley. Later, the poplar branch grew into a towering tree on the barren ridge submerged by yellow sand in Alai Valley. So, because of its tenacious vitality, he planted a whole forest of poplar trees on the barren yellow sand. When he was twenty-two years old, he gave me that towering tree, and I called it Ashan. I once asked me to bury a letter at Ashan's feet: Dear Dr. Lu, if one day I leave you, please don't be sad or regret it. Lu Shou, please keep moving forward like me and never look back. Accept another woman just like you accept Ashan, love her like you love me... I had hoped that he would never see this letter, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a prophecy.