The world is falling, and fierce battles are breaking out in the wind and clouds.
"She" was originally the princess of Nanyue Kingdom, but she was repeatedly persecuted. When the ice lake was stained with blood and her soul returned to another world, she was no longer "she".
Rebirth, competing in the world, what do you have to fear about life and death?
The talented doctor uses music as a sword and music as a killing instrument to establish an underground business empire; he plays chess with all parties, strategizes, and composes the legend of a generation of emperors and empresses.
The white clothes are better than the snow, the ethereal appearance, the alluring national beauty, the stunning talent and beauty.
He is the respected Master Mo, who is in charge of the "Wuying Pavilion"; the noble prince of Yaoyun Kingdom; the god of war general galloping on the battlefield; what kind of face is underneath the mask that confuses all living beings?
His strategies are world-famous, his killings are decisive, everyone is in awe of him, and he is unfathomable.
At first glance, it is the reincarnation of fate. This life is only a thought.
Weighing and intertwining, anger, infatuation, love and hate, what is the country? She is the country.
Expedition
Before leaving, she tied a tassel on his sword. The soldiers came to the city, the sky was full of war, the iron hooves were beating, and the blood dyed the armor red.
Seeing the red rope tied to the sword, he recalled how she had treated her with a gentle smile before leaving, and said with a tearful smile, "If you survive, I will be good to you, and I will treat you well in every possible way."
His eyes met with hers in the flames of war, and her eyes were clear under the sword, dressed in white...
She was cold, but she fell in love with him, and she fought in the world for him alone. He was ruthless, but he couldn't let her go, and he devoted all his tenderness to her.
When the victory arrives, Lincheng will be filled with flying flowers, the country will be prosperous, the country will be in peace and prosperity, and the pear garden will be prosperous.
I wrote a painting for her, looking at the flowers on the branches, my eyes were on the west mountain, only one shoulder.
Return
It's a snowy night, and the plum blossoms turn into slush.
Walking in a hurry, as soon as the man stepped into the palace gate and looked up, he saw her wearing a snow-white fox fur, standing in the courtyard.
There was a servant behind her holding a crimson umbrella for her, which made her fair face seem to be stained with a hint of crimson.
The snow is falling, and the beauty is like jade.
The man's eyebrows narrowed slightly, he stepped forward and hugged her, holding her tightly in his arms.
A soft question rang out: "There is no words in the letter. Will you be back in two days?"
"... Miss you, miss you."
Bai Luoyu was slightly surprised. She thought he was not very good at expressing it. After all, he was such a... Proud person.
The man raised his sleeves, stroked the fine snow on her shoulders, and frowned: "It's cold at night, why are you standing here?"
"Mo Lingtian..."
He has become accustomed to her arrogance. She is probably the only one in the world who dares to call him that.
Her eyebrows were light and she said for the first time: "I am happy with you."
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This article is about dual strength, dual purity, and sweet love, involving court, battlefield, martial arts, and palace battles.
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