Qing Determines the World

[Short and fast version] This is a story about a cannon fodder female pig who has a backstage, a background, and strength but no ambition, and waits for death to find her life goal. ———————————— Zheng'er Ba Jing Edition A bloody feud supported her for seven years. At the age of eleven, he handed over the rest of his life to the person controlling the chess game, just to find another reason to live. The lord of a city plans the world. At the age of fifteen, she started making plans, but as a woman, she was so high up in the sky that no man would look at her with suspicion. She was tired, confused, and numb. She laughs and talks, is cunning and changeable. She couldn't see the light, and she didn't even know the pain. She can conquer mountains and rivers with her bare hands and never show her weaknesses. She is a water hyacinth, deadly beautiful, but drifting with the water. The road under her feet was paved with bones and jade, but she didn't know where it extended. Until she turned around and saw him. "Even if my name does not appear anywhere in the annals of history, as long as my name is engraved next to yours on the tombstone in front of your grave a hundred years from now, this life will be enough." "You said that because you want to see me moved to tears?" "Will you?" "Just this once." "Just this once." We share weal and woe, so what if we lose the world! ———————————— [Happy and unscrupulous version] The historical landmark is her master, the human weapon is her cousin, the sinister prince is her old friend, the master of Sanbai Hall is her best friend, the head of the clan sacrifices his life for her, Aoyun Jinlong looks at her with admiration, and even her enemies almost fall under her pomegranate skirt. Calculating other people's plans against her, taking advantage of others' use of her, and understanding others' misunderstanding of her, all she cares about is how to make the small matter of revenge bigger and stronger. She is responsible, diligent, down-to-earth, and dedicated to her career. She is willing to give up the world to others, and be rounded and flattened to become a chess piece. Unexpectedly, she had no ambitions in her mind and no desire for hegemony. She worked hard and uncomplainingly in the great position of cannon fodder, and actually stole the heart of the overlord of the country. Is it a sin? Don't think so. Are you glad? There really is. Otherwise, in the decades after the great revenge has been avenged, what else can we do to live with other than committing suicide in advance? ———————————— Hypocritical Little Theater The frugal young man: "I used to only think that your heart was occupied by hatred, and I always hoped that one day your heart would be empty and you could fill it with me. But I didn't expect that it was him you were thinking about. I just want to ask you, have you ever cared about me in the slightest?" ——I care, I absolutely care. You are my money bag and meal ticket. Without you, how will the activity funds be organized? Pingning Mirror King: "I won't say nonsense like it has nothing to do with me. I'm here. I just hope you understand one thing, I love you. Now you can take action." ——Let me kill you with my own hands so that you will be remembered for the rest of your life. I am too lazy to spill such nonsense. Let's follow the script, shall we? Aoyun Jinlong: "I have been thinking whether it is she or you that I fall in love with. You don't mind if I look for her shadow in you. You don't mind if you convey her words to me. I feel a little failed because I seem to care about you. But like her, you think highly of me, but you don't like me. I can let you go, there is only one condition. If I cannot escape death in the future, promise to take me to see her." ——Then you have to promise not to die, or I have to dig out your eyeballs and give them to her. Happy Little Theater The second-rate master: "My dear, you died too early! You really should have seen what the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and slapped you old guy to death on the beach!" ——Why didn't you beat this old guy to death on the beach? By the way, what is the Yangtze River? Genius Old Biao: "In this world, fighting against my father doesn't work! It depends on who can hit more people with his hands and whose heart is black enough! Look at my eyes, what do you see? Yes! Rich black, thick black! So, my heart is definitely black enough. As long as you lend me someone, we will be complete!" ——I'm sorry, my heart is dark enough, so I'm ready and don't need to cooperate with you.