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The blood staining the country and the tears are not as good as the charm between her brows. The daughter of the prime minister's house spent her whole life falling in love with him to help him become the prime minister. A missing piece of palace sand was beaten to death by a stick suspected of infidelity. Fateful entanglement, she was reborn again. A strange and unpredictable conspiracy, a clean killing, a beloved concubine who died suddenly, and a prosperous and fragrant palace. If love is a song that never ends, who will sing for me? The strings are broken, the sound is gone, it is silent and lonely everywhere. Or you may be looking to the end of the world, but you may pass by me in the end. I am behind you, waiting for you to look back...

A noble lady from a noble family is like a treasure at home, but once she enters the harem to play games, she loses everything. The concubines compete for favor, and the aunts are cruel. Behind the high walls of the palace, her king and her husband hated her so much that they would not hesitate to destroy the prince in pregnancy and torture and kill the queen. Her hatred was overwhelming, and she was reborn in blood, and she was bound to make this bad couple pay for their debt with blood. Trampling on concubine girls, torturing scumbag men, and stepping aside in various ways. After being reborn and coming back from all kinds of disasters, she tried to get a perfect life through all the tricks. When she meets her sweetheart who loves her deeply and sincerely, can she still be desperate for love? It is said that once and for all, there is no water in the sea, but Wushan is not a cloud. You are still the only one for me. Ruxue reader group 172138457

The blood staining the country and the tears are not as good as the charm between her brows. The daughter of the prime minister's house spent her whole life falling in love with him to help him become the prime minister. A missing piece of palace sand was beaten to death by a stick suspected of infidelity. Fateful entanglement, she was reborn again. A strange and unpredictable conspiracy, a clean killing, a beloved concubine who died suddenly, and a prosperous and fragrant palace. If love is a song that never ends, who will sing for me? The strings are broken, the sound is gone, it is silent and lonely everywhere. Or you may be looking to the end of the world, but you may pass by me in the end. I am behind you, waiting for you to look back...