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Xi (Qiu Xiangxiang) met Ye Chongqing who came to see old things for his friend Dong in an antique shop in new york. Ye Chongqing was deeply impressed by Yi Xiang's cleverness. Ye Chongbi, the elder sister of Ye Chongqing, is going to marry Qiu Xiaoxiao, the elder brother of Yi Xiang. It is because of this upcoming wedding that my mother, whom I haven't seen for a long time, arrived and returned Yi Xiang to Beijing.
Yixiang traveled alone after work, so she could not avoid being attacked by the earthquake and tsunami. She talked with her parents all her life, and finally realized that although she had deeply resented her parents, she was more concerned. As a woman who disappeared after the scandal broke out that year, Yi Xiang, despite her successful return, still bears the reputation of promiscuity and drug abuse and struggles in the circle of old friends.
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He met another person, as young and beautiful as her. He began to praise another person, plum blossom is not as good as Yuhuan. Scholars and literati no longer contribute to Jing Hong's dance, and their clothes are warmly sought after by them. She waited for him longer and longer. At night, the night was as cold as water, and she sat alone on the steps and waited. The moonlight is silent, and the flowers are silent.
But he didn't come. For a day or two, she waited stubbornly, but he never came to see her Merlin again. She was lying alone in Shang Yang's East Palace, and it was raining outside the curtain. She heard the sound of hooves in the distance, and she knew that he had sent litchi to Yang Guifei from thousands of miles away.
Those people sent her plum blossoms before, a long time ago. Bamboo silk mixed with the music of the rain slipped into her ear. It was a banquet in a distant palace. She recognized that it was written by her husband Cai Yu to please another woman.
She went to see him, and she knew whether she was going to bring shame on herself. She pulled him and said out of tune, "Does your majesty know how many plum trees there are in Nanshan?" He looked at her in disgust, and the eyes of the imperial concubine and the maid-in-waiting were full of pity, pity for the madman. He ordered her to be sent away, but she still talked about the plum trees in Nanshan.