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He picked her up from the wolf den, and that was the first time he met her. Long before the situation changed, long before the eldest princess Qingyang of the Western Xia Dynasty and the regent King Yu of the Northern Song Dynasty turned over their hands to make the clouds turn into rain. The sky was filled with white frost and the bones were all over the ground. He looked at her with affection in his heart: "This is the Qinglian Stream. I'm taking a boat with a slow sail, so you can call me a Qingzhou." "No one wants you, so it's okay. You should live a good life." Many years later, they met half a foot apart from the city wall, in their homeland and in the world. Years pass by as time goes by, horses roar and the clouds roll. In a daze, I passed by in the past, up and down the city, wandering around carelessly. Tangled for life.