Tears of the Concubine of Su Shang

Once the chessboard of destiny is opened, it will follow a fixed trajectory. Just like the sun, moon and stars, just like the overall situation of the world, just like the love, hate and separation in this life. Some are destined to cross and meet, and some are destined to separate in parallel. The situation of the world will be unified after a long period of separation. The mainland has been divided for nearly a hundred years, and the three kingdoms of Northern Qi, Eastern Chu and Western Shu have stood up. The flames of war spread to every corner of the continent, and the people suffered from the scourge of war. The Zen of Emperor Ai of the Later Northern Qi Dynasty was located in Situ Yao of the Situ family. The Situ clan used the spark of light to spread far and wide. For more than 20 years, they successively destroyed Shu and Chu. The world surrendered and unified the mainland. However, in the world, people are seeking profit, intrigues and intrigues, dynasties are changing, and families are destroyed. For this original intention of "pacifying the world, maintaining peace, returning home after rest, and having food when hungry", many loyal bones were buried in the soil, and many souls left to return to the mulberry fields. In the end, all that was shed was men's blood and women's tears. There is a kind of love called bamboo horse companionship. There is a kind of love called the promise of life and death. There is a kind of love called the wish to hold hands. The fragrance of orchid enters the mortal world, and the bright evening face touches the door of the heart. The undercurrent surged and cut off the floating roots, and the concubine's lips turned red with tears and laughter. He is gentle and handsome, my young love. He is domineering and coquettish, my nirvana love. He came out of the world elegantly, and I fell in love with him. How much is his and her love worth in this troubled world? Concubine's Tears The fragrance of orchid enters the mortal world, and the bright evening face touches the door of the heart. The undercurrent surged and cut off the floating roots, and the concubine's lips turned red with tears and laughter.