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"I was so stupid. Even though it was only for a moment, I actually wanted to stay with you for the rest of my life." Sheng Mengyi, the daughter of Marquis Dingguo, was ordered to marry Lord Dongling. It was rumored that Lord Dongling was hideous, ugly, cruel and bloodthirsty, comparable to a Rakshasa evil ghost. On the way to get married, she had a secret crush on Yin Shaoqing who came to welcome her. However, he was astonishingly handsome and gentle, but he always had an incomprehensible coldness... Conspiracy and love, each step is thrilling and heart-breaking. Who is the real one, who is the fake, and who is the beloved when the plums are ripe?

After traveling through time, the slightly neurotic An Xinian became the saint of Loulan, shouldering the mission of marriage, but was abducted by a group of bloodthirsty Donghu people on the way. The leader of the Donghu Tuoba tribe "Yan Mo Luo" is handsome, calm, decisive and frightening; Du Kefeng, the half-Han leader of the Rouran tribe, is talented and known as "the most beautiful lover on the grassland"; and Yan Mo Luo is the same as Yan Mo Luo The half-father Prince Xiqiang is as lonely and elegant as a narcissus; the Taishi Yuanyou, who is more beautiful than a girl, is young but holds a high position... In addition to the mismatched love that is constantly being cut and messed up, there are also crisis traps one after another.

"I like you just to sacrifice you; I'm nice to you just to be more cruel." " According to legend, there is a kind of bird that sings only once in its life. Its song is more beautiful and beautiful than the songs of all creatures in the world. From the moment it left the nest, it was looking for thorns. It didn't rest until it got what it wanted. Then it plunged its body into the longest and sharpest thorn, and then let loose its singing voice among the wild branches. When it was dying, it transcended its own pain, and the song eclipsed the skylark and the nightingale. It was an extremely beautiful song, and it died at the end. However, the whole world was listening quietly, and God was smiling in the sky, because the best things can only be exchanged for deep pain and great trauma... The best things are short-lived.