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I was eighteen years old when I left Chang'an. Xiao Mingyue embarked on the road beyond the Great Wall as the maid of the princess. She could no longer see the bright begonia flowers on her old friend's shoulders, and the kite she wanted to pounce on had always landed in the clouds of the building. In the thirty-six states of the Western Region, the political power is treacherous and surrounded by hungry wolves. The little girl is faced with the light of swords and shadows, traps at every step, life and death at every inch. Until I met the bright moon in a foreign land. ... Alkhlie stood like that under the white cold snow, pointing his sword at the blood-stained mountains and rivers: "Just walk forward, whether they are ghosts or monsters, they will all come to me." *Bright and warm little maid VS black and white double cut prairie king *The article is imaginary and should not be studied.