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Author: wane

Categories: words and feelings

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On the day Fu Yuan left, it snowed heavily in Song, a snowfall not seen in a hundred years. The people voluntarily held up the city to see him off, spreading the streets for a hundred miles. Both heaven and earth were bidding farewell to that amazingly talented son. The three years of becoming a prince. She was the only, carefully guarded secret at the tip of his heart. A small sweet text of mutual dependence and warmth, a hidden love affair between a duke and a king's concubine.

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