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I don't send when a hundred flowers send, but when my flowers bloom, a hundred flowers kill. A love-hate conspiracy led to her on the wrong sedan chair, married to a motionless to get their own medicine pot husband. Three years later ...... "Love consort, this king feels that the destiny between you and me is determined by heaven, no matter how inseparable kind," a king thoughtfully lamented. The woman who was named put down the letter paper in her hand, squinted at him, and faintly said:"...