One, Weiyang is not happy

Once, the smile was like a demon, and under the moon before the flower, the sea swore that the earth was cracking and the sky was collapsing. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Now, the apricot eyes are lowered, the shadow is alone, and the words are pieced together for a lonely life.

The crowd coaxed, but the people were moved.

The jade finger is fine, and the handkerchief is slammed, and the glance back is fascinating.

When I first saw you, you smiled like a flower, and in an instant, you passed the world.

The white clothes are like snow, and they are not stained with dust. That's how you should be. The Tianshan Mountains are as proud as a snow lotus.

At a glance, I know that in this life, I will hardly tolerate a second person in my heart besides you.

?? Three-legged, you phoenix in the world. The three kings broke a hundred years of peace for you, not for the world, but for you. The three thousand beauties of the harem are all scattered, and the garden is full of national colors and fragrances to welcome you. You want the dew of the Tianshan Mountains to make tea, and the eight hundred soldiers and good horses will drink for you day and night. You want Pu Wei to make paper, and it is hard to find a thousand gold to ensure that your supply is inexhaustible. As long as it is what you want, it will be for you.

You laugh at the city, and then laugh at the country. You are full of elite and shocked the government and the opposition. You don't let your eyebrows go as a woman. You have made the age of male superiority and inferiority shake because of you.

Your strategy is not inferior to that of a king, but you don't know how much blood and tears are behind your ruthlessness in your past and present lives.

The glamorous appearance can't hide your Shura-like determination for revenge, and what kind of tenacious and unyielding soul is hidden under the weak body.

You have suffered the pain of love and not being used and hurt, and you have experienced the torment of betrayal and deception and life worse than death. You will get back what is inflicted on you, so that you will not start over and live this life again.

Your name is Weiyang. All you want is eternal peace. People call it Changle Weiyang, but you never get it. Whether it is a past life, or a present life. Whether you have low eyebrows and pleasing to your husband and children, or you have horizontal eyebrows and are cold to the proud world. You've always been like a poppy. Beauty is beautiful, but people dare not approach. As long as it is someone who is close, either he dies for you and uses his blood to water your beauty, or he breaks you off just to get rid of your addiction.

You are destined to die alone.??

You're waiting, waiting for the person who has entered your heart and tied to your love for appears. You're waiting, waiting for the one who can contain all your darkness and still illuminate you and warm you. However, not all women are as lucky as in the novel.

Goodbye to you, all your three thousand green silks have turned silver. You're still standing in front of the window looking out as you used to. You're waiting for the man who once made your heart flutter and make you believe. You don't know if he's alive and well without you, or if he's dead.

Wrinkles climb up your cheeks, but they can't hide your demeanor. Only the increasingly cloudy and desperate eyes reveal the passage of your life. The tears in the corners of your eyes are like butterflies with broken wings, and they don't fall away. You smile with relief, and your eyes never open again.

Weiyang, helpless, not long-lasting.