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crest of thorns and brambles (idiom); fig. a crown of honor
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She'd always known that a slave's life was worthless, all the injustice and tears hidden away. The death of her companion made her panic, and she did not hesitate to destroy herself, only to seek peace. Who knows, with whom the lady stepped into the vermilion wall, after the harem fight accompanied by intrigue, small a servant of the minion, but was involved in a design. There is no intention to compete for favors and climb the nobility, but to become a superior person's leisure time hunting and playing things. She is a pawn in her master's quest for the throne. Her lord is overbearing, strong and gentle, and she is a plaything. She wants a lifetime of expectations, in this harem is the real joke, torn dress, long hair, who heard her silent voice of despair. A layer over a layer of fancy dress, red stained pink lips, copper mirror, the end of the eyes hooked with the color of charm, and then did not see the original flowers and moon face, lips slightly hooked, the world is negative!