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I have a very beautiful mother. Many years after her death, later generations suddenly published a storybook, which became popular for a while. The storybook was based on her, and her introduction was roughly like this: She was originally a royal princess, but she had never been in the genealogy. She was intelligent and wise, good at riding and shooting, galloping on the battlefield, and good at wielding power. She served for her dying father and his family. The young nephew is in charge of the entire kingdom. Some say she is vicious and cruel, some say she is brutal, ruthless, and ruthless. Some say she is a world-famous beauty, with a monster-like appearance, but never smiles. Some say she is a witch, interfering in government affairs and causing trouble in the court. But she only regrets that she is not a man and has no chance to sit on this thousands of miles of kingdom!

Buddha said: Three thousand prosperity, in a blink of an eye, a hundred years later, there is a handful of yellow sand. Someone asked, where is Saint Accord? Women's boudoir? Library? Another name for the courtyard? Or the Imperial City Palace? None. Holy and elegant, with the words "holy" and "elegant" embedded in it. In fact, some readers will sigh that such a simple name is actually the name of a brothel! She is the first promiscuous woman in history to go out to find a man by herself. Why? Many years later, someone asked her this. She just said lightly - At that time, I suddenly wanted to be famous. After thinking about it, I felt that this was the best way.

She was five years old and had known each other and depended on each other. Her affection for him was inevitable. When she was sixteen, he became the king of the Jin Kingdom. She married a man who was not him, and he married a wife who was not her, but she had his child. The "evil child" he considered died in her womb. She was twenty-three. She was defeated miserably in the first battle. Her husband took her to escape, but was intercepted and killed on the way. She lost her memory. When she woke up, she was in the unfamiliar Xia Dynasty. She was elected into the palace and became the favorite of King Xia, and she fell in love with him. She was twenty-eight, and she was getting married for the seventh time. On that day, the country was broken, and King Xia led his troops to attack in person. King Jin committed suicide on the city tower, and she was heartbroken. She was thirty-one. People around her left one by one, but they could not forget him. But when faced with the choice of life and death, he resolutely chose another woman. Her heart ached. On the edge of the cliff behind her, she jumped off without hesitation...

I have always felt that everything here is like a dream. Now, maybe the dream is about to wake up.

Loneliness is hearing a certain name and accidentally remembering certain stories. Jiang Xun. Looking back many years later, it was a really nice name. These days, we have seen a lot of things about father and mother, but I have never heard of it. Can I pick up a boyfriend for free in three seconds, for free? I suddenly became anxious, opened his hand and said, you said you are my boyfriend, then do you know my name, do you know my nickname, do you know my father's name, do you know my mother's name, do you know the names of my grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's grandfather. I don't know you today!

The moon is bright and the night is carefree. Jianghu wine, don't get drunk. A song that leaves Xiao, and the song spreads all over the world. He is a young master of the demon sect, with a gloomy ghost, bleeding all over the world, and burning flames like a wheel. She was named Snow Girl by the rivers and lakes, she was proud of the frost, her eyes were seductive and clear, and the ice seemed to penetrate through. Is he approaching her because of love? Is it hatred? She is obsessed with her life experience, just a simple time travel, is it also a love and hatred behind the scenes?

Gu Mingcheng glanced at the person lying on the ground, his eyes were downcast, and his voice was as cold as frost, "You are really cruel." The people on the ground were not dead, but her hands and feet were cut off one by one, and they will be like useless people from now on. She has changed. If he was originally a murderer, then she now kills people like drinking blood. Whenever she was angry, he always called her so softly and coaxed her, but now, would she still care about this? Seventy-seven. That girl, who was once so kind, who was once so reluctant to kill, once said to him with the most sincere and innocent smile, like the sound of wind chimes. My name is Dugu Qi. Because I rank seventh at home, you can call me Xiao Qi. What about you?

The clouds roll in Xiaoxiao jasper, the wind blows and the epic color changes, the blue and green waves are galloping, fierce and fierce, cruel disputes, tribal killings, violent plunder, with whom can the soft and slender body compose a song, majestic and iron-blooded, who can compete with the grassland for supremacy?

She entered the Xia Queen's harem under the name Linglong. Some people said that because she entered the palace at an advanced age, she must have been married. Some people said that she was a princess of the previous dynasty, and the palace was quite deep. She must have evil intentions by his side. Some people said that she was charming and deceived the Lord, causing harm to the country and the people. Some people said that she was married to many widows, unworthy and unworthy of being a queen. He refused to comment. There were ten miles of peach blossoms and thousands of fireworks. He allowed her to be his queen and still doted on her boundlessly. She was lying on his lap, always likes to do little tricks, but this time she suddenly whispered softly: "Ah Zhen, Ah Zhen... I heard that you used to like women who are as gentle as water. I have been practicing a lot in recent days. Look, is it okay?" He glanced at her several times, and then said softly. He took her into his arms, leaned into her ear, and said, "Well, it's not bad, and he's even better at confusing the Lord." She met him, cherished each other, knew each other, hated each other, and killed each other. A conspiracy to restore the dynasty swept across, and he almost died. Wearing armor and holding a shining sword, he asked her with a trembling face, "Have you ever had any feelings for me?" She didn't look up, but was still copying the emperor's instructions. He frowned, and suddenly broke all the paper and pens on her desk with a sword, and scattered them. She smiled bitterly, "The king claims to be a loner, so what kind of love can he say?" He said. , "The king is also a human being." "Yes, I am also a human being, I can love and miss, I can also feel pain and hate. How do you ask me to be emotional towards a man who killed his husband? If it weren't for you, he wouldn't have died..." She raised her cold eyes and said calmly, "Nangong Zhen, please destroy me."