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The biting cold of the March river penetrated every nerve of her like ten thousand years of ice. The fiery red wedding dress floated in the water like streaks of blood. The surrounding river was wild and raging like a demon grabbing her and dragging her to the abyss. Xiao Luo watched the collapsed person on the shore getting smaller and smaller, and finally his vision blurred. A voice appeared in his ear: Have you ever loved me? "I love you." Her body sank quickly, hiding her last tear in the water. This time it was just for him. Xiao Luo finally admitted with squirming lips. Then she closed her eyes and waited for death to take her away. People know their own thoughts best when they die. If I were not me, you were not you, without that war and that encounter, maybe things would be much better! She couldn't help but think about it, but all the past events were pouring into her brain like the river around her, just like when he broke into her life in the same domineering and reckless way. Helian Yeqing, if there were still what-ifs, would you still be waiting for me where you are? After that, she lost consciousness. This nightmare, this entanglement in this life, and everything with this person became in vain. Goodbye. Will you always meet such a person, who breaks into your world like a demon, occupies your heart, occupies your life, and finally leaves you with scars, leaving you to lick the wounds alone. You have loved and hated, but you can't let go. When time passes, will you still meet him at the original place?

The moment it fell from the sky, Xuri's fate was sealed. Even if he comes from the largest wealthy family in Longxi, he can't change the stinginess he brought from his mother's womb. How can you enjoy a trip without a guide? In the ninth year of the reign of the Western Wei Dynasty, he was related to Yuwen Tai and became a child with Emperor Wu of Zhou. He thought that he would reach the pinnacle of his life, but he never thought, "There are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me!" He returned to the pre-liberation period one night. In order to avoid being beaten if he fell behind, he decided to roll up his sleeves and work harder, and rely on himself to strive for a happy life! ?

The exquisite and clear square treasure stand, under the spotlight, has been polished by history and covered with yellow sand. When it reappeared in front of the world, it still amazed everyone. "Is it Yuan blue and white? It's such a big size. Let's go back overseas!" "This craftsmanship... Is amazing." "Four Aimee Vase." A voice stood out among the commotion. The history books on yellow paper are fragmented and fragmentary, but not a single word is left to them. Who glimpsed the secret of heaven, put an end to three thousand obsessions, and moved the compass of fate...