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Fu Xun was just a beggar who was raised by a eunuch, living an extremely humble life, picking up steamed buns from the gutter and rotten melons from the mud. In order to survive, she had been buried in the world for a long time, but fortunately she had a delicate heart with seven orifices. She never dared to ask for too much because she had nothing, she just wanted to have enough to eat and someone to treat her sincerely. In the pouring autumn rain, she first met Su Yunbai, who was dressed in white. Later, she was brought back to the house. She thought that she would finally be able to eat enough and no longer have pitiful eyes to look at her, but in the end, she gave her sincerity by mistake; in the cold winter night, she met the prince whose voice was gentler than the moonlight, and was later sent to the palace. Inside was the intrigue she hated the most. She hated, hated herself for taking the initiative. She became a chess piece and hated her own stupidity. The prince who was always smiling tolerated her hatred without any complaints. Under the lantern tree at the winter solstice, she met Shura who was wearing a silver mask. Later, she was left with tuberculosis and heart disease that would follow her for the rest of her life. Shura said that her life was as cheap as grass. Even the King of Hell was unwilling to take it, but he secretly regarded it as a treasure. Shura, it turns out that your gentleness means putting down the knife in your hand and hugging me tightly. The love and hatred between children, plots and schemes are all ingredients in this soup of red dust, which makes some people shed tears and others lose their teeth.

Fu Xun was just a beggar who was raised by a eunuch, living an extremely humble life, picking up steamed buns from the gutter and rotten melons from the mud. In order to survive, she had been buried in the world for a long time, but fortunately she had a delicate heart with seven orifices. She never dared to ask for too much because she had nothing, she just wanted to have enough to eat and someone to treat her sincerely. In the pouring autumn rain, she first met Su Yunbai, who was dressed in white. Later, she was brought back to the house. She thought that she would finally be able to eat enough and no longer have pitiful eyes to look at her, but in the end, she gave her sincerity by mistake; in the cold winter night, she met the prince whose voice was gentler than the moonlight, and was later sent to the palace. Inside was the intrigue she hated the most. She hated, hated herself for taking the initiative. She became a chess piece and hated her own stupidity. The prince who was always smiling tolerated her hatred without any complaints. Under the lantern tree at the winter solstice, she met Shura who was wearing a silver mask. Later, she was left with tuberculosis and heart disease that would follow her for the rest of her life. Shura said that her life was as cheap as grass. Even the King of Hell was unwilling to take it, but he secretly regarded it as a treasure. Shura, it turns out that your gentleness means putting down the knife in your hand and hugging me tightly. The love and hatred between children, plots and schemes are all ingredients in this soup of red dust, which makes some people shed tears and others lose their teeth.