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Killing, bloody. He paved everything and waited for thousands of miles of mountains and rivers to come under his feet. Protect, accompany. She took everything and waited for all evil retribution to be repaid for him. "To me, you are the prince, the master, and the master. You are the person that I, Yuan Qinglan, will never let down until my death." She has been with Nan Botong since she was a child, and her admiration and admiration has accumulated over time, and eventually it all turned into love, which was buried deep in her heart. Ten years of forbearance, revenge for killing relatives. Even if he kills countless people and sinks himself for the sake of power, he will never regret it. "A-Lan, I can't bear to be alone with you." Even though the world is pretending, for her sake, she is still holding a bamboo harp in a folk pavilion, holding a warm sandalwood and stroking thousands of green silk threads. He clearly has the coldest heart in the world, but he also has the most healing smile in the world. It turns out that behind the bloodthirsty is her deep affection.