The world's wealth and endless favor are all in one body - Princess Yunhua.
The destruction of the family and the embarrassing life experience weighed on both shoulders - Rong Beiyue.
——Half the sky was stained with blood, and a huge red lotus bloomed on the sky, seeming to swallow up all the sleeping people at night.
The shrill screams pierced the sky, and the blood that formed into a spring spread out and mixed into the pure white snow, which was shocking and shocking.
The little fleshy feet were red from the cold, and they were only wearing a layer of underwear. They were trembling all over, and they were covering their mouths desperately to prevent them from making any sound. However, their purple eyes were staring at the one-sided massacre in the courtyard. Gui Li's laughter became more and more proud, revealing his supreme dignity.
Destined sleeping beauty, it is never the destined man on the other side of the red rope who wakes her up.
A destruction - a massacre.
The gears of destiny are moving slowly, and life must be sacrificed.
Can a lifetime of ignorance be exchanged for a lifetime of salvation?
The old man with snow-white eyebrows and beard, his face could not be seen clearly due to the scent of sandalwood, and his unfathomable eyes seemed to penetrate the mortal world.
——"The princess's daughter's body is full of hardships and prosperity, and misfortunes and blessings depend on each other."
He was fooling around and playing around with people's applause, but he was causing harm to the whole world when he was about to die. It was worth it.
The debts owed will eventually have to be repaid, but the debt collector has changed his mind now, I don't know.
——"Beibei, didn't you promise to travel all over the world? Why don't you keep your word?"
——"Beibei, did you see it? They have all gone to hell. Now don't move and wait for me."
In the forty-eighth year of Yuan Hao, blood flowed into a river, and there was eternal silence and no one left.
Later generations have a single history book to record this tragic war. The author of the book has only four words: Beauty is a disaster.
Beibei, you owe me this life. In the next life, even if it means death, it will be decided by me.
Your kindness cost you your life in this life, so if there is another life, even if you hate me, I will definitely teach you to be hard-hearted.
These two sentences were said by him crying in her ear.
Fiercely, his eyes were full of love and despair that were about to overflow, as well as enough destruction to change his life. Crying like an abandoned child, exuding helplessness and sadness,
In the cherry blossom forest, the petals fall on the sleeping lovers, seeming to decorate a permanent picture.
I don't know where the love started, but it goes deeper and deeper.
I don't know how to cure the poison, it has entered the bones and organs.
If what is written in the destiny book is that I have failed you, then I will let you waste your time in this life, just because the heavy rain forgot to cover up your unique breath in the night of that year.
However, is there still time to make amends for the mistakes we have made?
Can I occupy such an inconspicuous position next to you? Just looking at your back and embracing the shadow cast by the candlelight - that's enough.
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The woman in the Jinluan Palace stood proudly, holding her arm with the extremely handsome man beside her.
"You stole this world, so I took it!"
The sonorous and powerful words were thrown down, all facing up and down, half of the face was black, and the other half was ashen.
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