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If it is not that the beginning of the encounter, people than peach blossom, she will not fall in love at first sight, goodbye life-long mistake. If it is not through the years, things are not the same, she will not recognize others, hurt people hurt themselves. If it is not years of hatred, blinded, she will not be trapped in power, do not fight not stop. The new nobility and the old ministers competing for power and profit, the king's power struggle, can not help it. Long-sleeved bright woman, monopolizing all his tenderness, she saw in her eyes. Her wedding dress stained red sky, he is still pointing the sword to the world. Until see bone see blood, she also only one sentence: "If it is he would rather be me." If not for that day's stream of light dawned on her eyes, if not for that turn so determined, she may never wake up: he is not her good man, is the master! (This article November 1, 2014 onwards, resumed updating. (This article will resume updating from November 1, 2014. If you're with me, come on!)