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Sheng Weining is the oriole raised by Cheng Yanchi, and she is completely obedient to him. Until one day, the oriole escaped from the cage and pecked him. *In the past, I wanted to be ingratiated with you. Cheng Yanchi looked at Sheng Weining from above through the misty smoke: "You can't afford me." After many years, he acted on occasion. Sheng Weining's face was as beautiful as a begonia. The man held her waist and trapped her arms, and her hoarse voice brushed against her ears. "Want to escape? But I've fallen in love with you again." Sheng Weining smiled charmingly: "Cheng Yanchi, don't I want you to get out?"*

Everyone teased Jiang Yanxing as a dog raised by Miss Song. From then on, Star City's most dazzling pearl was crushed into dust. * Later, Jiang Yanxing was besieged on all sides, and the culprit was Song Qitang, who was making a comeback. On the rooftop, the night breeze was blowing. Jiang Yan was in a state of despair, staring at Song Qitang with frosty eyes, "Are you willing to come back to me?" "No." Song Qitang raised his chin slightly and pointed at the dark abyss, "Unless you are shattered to pieces in front of me."

That night, the blood moon was in the sky, and the lights on the star-catching platform were bright. Yan Ling stood leaning on the railing, cutting his black hair with a knife, and he was dressed in red, as beautiful as a flower. "Xiao Fengqing, I went to hell for you, have you ever been sincere to me?" Xiao Fengqing stood upright with an indifferent expression: "No." Yan Ling laughed and jumped into the abyss. Until her death, she wore someone else's wedding dress. There is no trace of the fragrant soul, and the old alliances and oaths turned into jade fragments all over the ground. Shuangjue also acts as a pair of jues, saying goodbye to you and never seeing you again. [Small Theater] Rumor has it that the crown prince of the Western Qin Dynasty has found an unparalleled beauty. The appearance of that woman is exactly the same as the first wife of the Prince of Chu who died young. After hearing the news, the prince of Da Chu led thousands of troops to the border and marched across mountains and rivers covered with stars and moons, just to ask for one person to look back. Amid the flames of war, a woman in gorgeous clothes held a three-foot green sword in her hand, as cold as ice: "Your Highness, after all your plans were exhausted that day, finally succeeded in conquering the world as he wished. Now he is acting coquettishly again."