In order to repay his life-saving grace, she gave up all the past and became his shadow.
Conspiracy and assassination in the opposition, recruiting troops in the opposition——
All the bloody things he needed to ascend to the throne, she raised the sword and dropped it, and she was haunted by nightmares all night long, but she never complained, just because she loved him!
Once the conspiracy was exposed, facing the emperor's aggressive questioning, he hugged him from left to right and smiled wildly. He raised his long fingers lightly and his eyebrows were wandering. "Jiu Qianye, what are you waiting for?" He said, with her shadow in his charming eyes for the first time.
So, she stepped down from the lotus and knelt at the feet of the emperor. She said calmly like an oriole coming out of the valley: "He was the one who framed General Shangguan!" The willow eyebrows were cold, and her heart turned to ashes. Looking back at him for the first and last time, she used her own life to help him get rid of the biggest political opponent of his grand hegemony, fulfilling his wolfish ambition!
In the scattered autumn sounds, she seemed to hear the sound of falling snow.
So vague, yet so close, like a firework that has never been broken in a long and prosperous age.
"What I owe you has been repaid. I hope we will never meet each other again in this life and the next!" On the high-standing torture rack, she saw him holding her warmly in his arms, smiling and stealing love. She, emotionally numb, finally smiled in confusion, marking the final end of their love that they had no time to start.
When we meet again, there will be fierce battles and blood-stained mountains and rivers.
In front of the two armies, on the dragon horse with a golden saddle and jade bridle, he is the king of the next country who has overwhelming power, and she is already the flying snow general who wrote the undefeated legend of the enemy country——
Blood entered her throat, and lovesickness gnawed at her bones. In the end, it was no match for the maroon war horse. In the corner of her eyes, the drop of bloody cinnabar faded away, enchanting the most lonely years of his life.
"Xiao Ye, come back with me..." His thin lips trembled, but the Yan Ling knife he raised never fell. No one knew that at that time on horseback, he was so unmotivated that he almost exhausted all his life's strength.
"Go back with you? Okay." She smiled coldly, and her bright moon-like blue eyes pierced through him and fell on the red battle flag facing the fierce wind behind him. "I will use my head and the blood in my body to add another honor to your illustrious achievements that will shine through the ages - I will go back with you!!"
Is there any fleeting time left that has burned out and turned into longing?
Is it a fate or a nightmare, ashes or rising smoke?
The introduction is unscrupulous, and the male lead is yet to be determined.
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