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On that day, she held a sword and killed his unmarried princess in the auditorium, her blood staining the red wedding robe. The people were all afraid of her viciousness and wanted to punish her. But he hugged her thighs, crying: killed my daughter-in-law, you have to compensate me for a look at him shamelessly playing dumb, she said angrily: sword with bitch, born to be a pair. But I do not want to, one day, but to match themselves to the...