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[Clip:] The imperial edict was issued that the prince would marry the second lady of the An family as his wife, and the whole city was talking eagerly. That night when I put on my red wedding dress, I frowned and asked softly, "Do you love me?" But he smiled and said nothing. His black hair tied up with a hairpin and his sexy red dress made him seem like a dark demon. Love sprouted, and I became his beloved concubine. Once under the crabapple flowers, he and I kissed each other softly. "If one day, you were asked to choose, country or beauty, who should I give up to protect the other?" I lay on the man's chest and asked with a blink of an eye. "Jiangshan, I will never give up no matter what." I lowered my head and kept laughing, tears streaming down my face, and I finally fell into it. ================================== The emperor kills, kills all those who stand in the way of his hegemony A supreme golden palace has covered up so many bones and skeletons; a dragon throne carved with gold and jade has been stained with so much red blood. He was ruthless, used corpses to pave the way and clothed himself with blood, imprisoned his father and killed his brother, becoming a generation of emperors. The first imperial edict was issued, which was to declare to the world that I would be accepted into the palace as the queen. It's too late... In my past life and this life, my love has been devastated and scarred I shook the dagger and swung it towards him who was sleeping. The edge flashed and the blood was warm. He suddenly opened his eyes, his face was in disbelief, he calmed down instantly and said: "My dear concubine, is that enough? If your anger subsides, just come back to the palace with me." On my wedding day, which was the time of my death, I threw away my phoenix brocade robe, opened my arms and jumped off the cliff, falling freely. In the howling wind With a broken voice-- "Even if you die, you will be buried in the royal tomb and bear my name!" ... With a smile on my face, I watched the thorns at the bottom of the cliff piercing my body, blood flowing freely, and feeling no pain. Death, only death, can get rid of all this hatred and chaos. [If the heart does not move, there will be no pain; if the heart moves, it will hurt] [My profile is incompetent, but the content is better than the profile! [Come on, guest, experience it.

Mysterious and mysterious, the door to all mysteries. Empty and empty, one dharma always exists. I am the Tao, there is no need to ask for help. I am Li Yi. All dharmas have no form, and all dharmas are nothing but my mind.

The little man in light green clothes below the stage is as vivid as an innocent elf. Is it still the same as before? And the person high up on the stage wearing a green and white gradation of clothes is as gentle as a god. In the end, does he understand the suffering of the world? And whether the young man who stood aside and looked at this god affectionately got what he wanted? And can the young man who is regarded as the ancestor find his former self? Battle between immortals and gods, innocent souls Three thousand worlds can accommodate him --Chang Qing

There are mysterious stories that are both true and false in history, precious cultural relics left over from the long history of China, and mythical past events that cannot be explained by modern science. Qinglang - a mysterious antique shop that re-gives souls to the eclipsed antiques, tells the secrets behind the antiques, and rewrites a strange past in the city. People die for money, birds die for food, and there is actually a murderous intention behind the lies...