Mansheng

"How many people can a person's heart hold in his life?" There were already strands of white hair on her temples, and wrinkles were gradually forming on her forehead and at the corners of her eyes. She rested her head on his arm and looked at the face of the man next to her with a smile in her eyes. She knew that in the future he might lie like this, with his eyes closed and his thin lips pursed, unable to respond to her. The war horses neighed outside the window, and the years were quiet inside the curtain. She got up, walked to the dressing mirror, changed into the bright red wedding dress that had been pressed at the bottom of the box for more than 20 years, carefully traced her eyebrows, applied rouge, lipstick, and dyed cinnamon. In the mirror, there was the elegant profile of the man on the bed. She traced his outline on the mirror with her hand and smiled: "So, you are always here." The two hundred and forty-five years of glory of the Cang Kingdom collapsed at this moment. The palace that had imprisoned her for more than twenty years was now crowded with soldiers from the Hu Qiang Kingdom. Qian Cheng was riding on a horse, holding a curled sword in his hand, looking back at the war-torn capital with red eyes. People around me kept urging. She gritted her silver teeth, finally turned the horse's head and drove away! A grudge dispute between three generations slowly unfolded. Love between men and women, hatred between family and country, Three generations of grudges, a lifetime of entanglement! Just one wrong step and you will regret it for the rest of your life! Just because they are heartless and loveless, they stay with each other indifferently! Just because of the flames of war, the wrong love will happen in life and death! The horse is galloping, the beauty is in my arms, and the country is in my chest! Throwing eyebrows and applying makeup, playing the piano with bare hands, so lonely and lonely! See how beauties from all walks of life struggle to survive step by step in the cracks of love and hatred. War, palace fighting, love, life and death--all the troubles in the world are just a floating dream, like the moon in the water. When Youyou wakes up, Huafa has appeared! How sad! Alas!