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Ten years ago, he fought his way through thousands of armies, his broken sword supporting his scarred body, but with a touch of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, he knelt down in front of her and said with a smile, "Now I can marry you!" Ten years later, he led his troops to break through the towering city. The blood all over his body could not cover up his cold and piercing murderous intention. He destroyed the token of that year with a sword. He pointed the spear directly at her chest and asked, "Can I kill you now?" For ten years, his madness, his obsession, his grudges, his love and hate were all nothing but her. For ten years, her beauty, her love, her joys and sorrows, her joy and anger were all given to him. This is a decade that belongs to them, an indescribable decade in the wheel of time, but it is also a decade that belongs to the world, a decade that will never be forgotten in the long history of history. How many more decades will there be in a person's lifetime? How many ten years are there like this in thousands of years? How can the sun, moon and stars be as magnificent as these ten years?

Framed by her "good old man" stepmother, An Zhiluo died of hatred. Once reborn, he fights his stepmother, saves his father, protects the family property, and makes plans. She seeks wealth, power and everything except marriage. But I don't want to be unable to thank the peach blossoms once they bloom! He visited Yuyao Pavilion late at night and said seriously that he was here to discuss business, but... An Zhiluo: "Aren't you talking about business? What are you doing with your hands?" Bai Qingnan: "The weather has been hot recently." An Zhiluo: "... It's winter.

Framed by her "good old man" stepmother, An Zhiluo died of hatred. Once reborn, he fights his stepmother, saves his father, protects the family property, and makes plans. She seeks wealth, power and everything except marriage. But I don't want to be unable to thank the peach blossoms once they bloom! He visited Yuyao Pavilion late at night and said seriously that he was here to discuss business, but... An Zhiluo: "Aren't you talking about business? What are you doing with your hands?" Bai Qingnan: "The weather has been hot recently." An Zhiluo: "... It's winter.