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"Chen Fan, I regret it!" Zhao Ziwei, the proud daughter of the day, regretted it when she saw that Chen Fan, the good-for-nothing fiancé Chen Fan, whom she would rather die than marry and would force him to die to kick away, after marrying her sister, trained her to be a peerless and graceful empress and had everything she dreamed of. If time could go back, Zhao Ziwei just wanted to hold Chen Fan firmly in her hands and never let him go!

Two things were established and the other wasted. Time passed by several times, and she saw thousands of changes in life. Light years passed by, and with a piece of holy book, she changed from a concubine to a queen respected by everyone, and she was loved more than ever before. A chance encounter in childhood, a misunderstanding at a young age, misunderstanding, use, and frame-up, one incident after another, and one frame-up after another, finally made her feel the pain of losing her son. In the heart of grief, she chose to leave, living in a foreign country, but she always had him in her heart. After being established, she was also deposed, but in the end, she was still the aloof queen. One in yellow robe, one in white, intertwined memories forming a long road... Who is it? In that pouring rain, give her an umbrella and give her a lifetime of warmth. Accompany her on every rainy night and never leave her; dyeing her sad face with a little cinnabar. When all the glass is broken, who is it? No regrets...

Two things were established and the other wasted. Time passed by several times, and she saw thousands of changes in life. Light years passed by, and with a piece of holy book, she changed from a concubine to a queen respected by everyone, and she was loved more than ever before. A chance encounter in childhood, a misunderstanding at a young age, misunderstanding, use, and frame-up, one incident after another, and one frame-up after another, finally made her feel the pain of losing her son. In the heart of grief, she chose to leave, living in a foreign country, but she always had him in her heart. After being established, she was also deposed, but in the end, she was still the aloof queen. One in yellow robe, one in white, intertwined memories forming a long road... Who is it? In that pouring rain, give her an umbrella and give her a lifetime of warmth. Accompany her on every rainy night and never leave her; dyeing her sad face with a little cinnabar. When all the glass is broken, who is it? No regrets...