The wind blows, and the fragrance of roses by the river makes the moonlight look so enchanting. [26nbsp;] Just like the first time she saw him in the courtyard. The young prince, the grandson, the general of the Western Expedition, he stood in the ancient times of thousands of years.
Under the locust tree.
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At that time, a squirrel played with his tail on it, his eyes were big and round.
He just stretched out his hand, a flower in his hand, and smiled.
That is all the exquisiteness.
It was him who found her halfway and rescued her from the courtyard...
Perhaps from that moment on, her heart was rippling and her love was gushing... If there was no small dark room, if the emperor was not an emperor... Maybe, she would have elopeed with him to the ends of the world.
Yes, she is definitely not a good woman. She showed signs of changing her mind so early;
Who dares to say that we have never cheated in our hearts?
Who dares to say that we are not cheating, and our spirit has never been shaken?
People love someone, sometimes not because of love, but because of habits, because of secularity, because everyone thinks she should love him, he and she are childhood sweethearts, he and she have long been ooxx, she is his person... So
She also took it for granted that she could only love him and marry him. No matter whether he loves himself or not, or whether he has another new love - she must wait there, and wait for him to look back anytime, anywhere, and always see him.
she!
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From the courtyard to the palace, and from the palace to the moonlight of the night: her destined fate is to come back and suffer from a difficult labor, lose the characteristics of a woman, and then return to the original starting point of a person.
She thought that she was actually not good for the palace, no good for the concubines, no good for the people of the world, no good for her family, no good for her relatives, and even the emperor....
No one needs her anymore.
Except for the Third Prince.
He needs her now.
She could replace her casual clothes for him to get rid of his dirty and smelly clothes that stick to his bloody and bloody clothes...
He needs her very much.
She took the best medicine she took out from the palace and slowly applied it to him. As her soft hands passed, he could feel a cool fragrance...
He had to need her.
She took out the dry food in her arms, the kettle, and the soft Persian candy... All of this made his lips, which were extremely bitter, moisturized. Especially the kettle, the sweet spring contained in it, was so delicious...