0071: A generation does not forgive
I shook off the thin skirt I was wearing, which was the one they had put on me, and I was wearing a simple undergarment, and a big general, the king, was a little at a loss, and stood in front of me.
After I shook it, I put my hand on my lap, it was not yet a hot summer day, barefoot, the cold came from the soles of my feet to the top, and the cold made me shiver in my heart.
"Princess, it's not too early, it's time to ......
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