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In the last years of Zhaoli's life, he was in troubled times. At this time, the vassal state Ooku was in danger, and Momo Town in the north was separatist and was looking at it with eager eyes. Prime Minister Pei Qingyun drafted an edict to abolish the queen and proclaimed herself king, so she began to carry out political liquidation of the Pei family and killed the father and son of the Pei family. Pei Zhenyu hid in a dry well, and Li Ronghui came to rescue her. When he pulled her up with a hemp rope, she tightly held the helping hand offered by Chi Zhenxu, as if she could hear each other's heartbeats. On the night of the Yuan Dynasty, the pear garden was shocked. The queen's feast is full of fireworks. When the crane dance is in full swing, Pei Chan's jade is as graceful as a startled giant, and it is as beautiful as dust, taking away the brilliance of the whole garden. Under the stage, the wine cup in Major General Li Ronghui's hand had already gone cold. He couldn't move his eyes away, staring at the shocking figure. It's her! At this point, the inner lake can no longer be calm. Love secretly arises, but in troubled times, they fall apart. She is the jewel of a family with a sensitive identity, and he is the son of a general with a heavy army. The palace is deep and the court is treacherous. Every step you take is on the tip of a knife. If you give your heart sincerely, you may get disaster in exchange; if your love is lingering, there are always watching eyes in the dark. The shackles of the family, the strife in the court, the gap in identity... It was like a giant net, tightly entwining the two of them. They are the softest moonlight in each other's hearts, and they may also become the sharpest knife that stabs each other. When the flames of war burn the mountains and rivers, when the conspiracy tears apart the disguise, Can the two scarred people still hold on to the hands that originally offered salvation in the dry well?

◎Secretly poking at the secretly in love with the cat-fishing princess art student The raindrops dimmed the light on the glass cover of the honor list of Qingtan High School. Under the umbrella, Nan Xun's fingertips were cold, and his eyes were fixed on the name at the top of the list - Mu Zheng. Top scorer in science in Jiangyi Province, S major in aviation, Like an icy star, hanging in her wet rainy night. "Are you convinced?" A joking chuckle penetrated the rain curtain and hit her behind the ear. Nan Xun suddenly turned around. Mu Zheng was soaked all over, and the rainwater rolled down his neat hair and slid over his Adam's apple. He didn't hold an umbrella, but the schoolbag on his shoulder was well protected. He put down his umbrella, opened the zipper, and carefully took out a white butterfly shell-- Twenty Australian white pearls are like moonlight dew, warm and bright, Blooming silently in the darkness. "I picked it up on Wuzhizhou Island and raised it for three years." The cold touch of the shell pressed against the palm of his hand, and Nan Xun's breath froze. In a daze, she seemed to hear tears coming from the depths of the pearl, It's a white dress stained by menarche at the age of sixteen, It is the last lone lamp that goes out in the training studio, It is the silent thunder in my heart that cannot be extinguished by the torrential rain at this moment. "How many stars do you need to count to illuminate the route to Central America?" His low, hoarse voice almost sank into her trembling fingers. "The Air Force is recruiting pilots urgently," Mu Zheng's eyes were locked on hers, and the rain washed away his overly clear outline. "Nan Xun, the thing I can't let go of the most is you." "We have been classmates for three years. There are some things... You and I understand each other tacitly." His voice sank into the sound of rain, "We have to go our separate ways after all."