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She slightly opened her red lips, slowly closed her eyes, and greeted the impending fate without fear. She already knew everything, and knew that the man's oath was like a candle in the wind, vulnerable to a single blow; and the so-called love was insignificant and not worth mentioning.

Those promises that were once made, such as sending me to a Taoist temple to wait for a reunion in the future, or faking my death first and then meeting again, now seem to be nothing but a lie.

The imperial concubine drank the poisoned wine resolutely, and then a snow-white silk was tightly wrapped around her slender neck.

In front of many soldiers, she died and was finally buried.

In this way, she can be said to have completely left this world, with no possibility of survival.

Hua Ningyao turned to look at Prince Shou, his expression was a little confusing, then she looked at the Emperor, he seemed very sad.

Well, all the pain was ruthlessly placed on that delicate and beautiful woman, but these two selfish people were still vying to show their so-called deep affection. Will anyone really praise their extremely false love in the future?

It's disgusting!

Even though this once glorious kingdom has embarked on the path of decline, how can it be easily overthrown by treacherous traitors with evil intentions?

Its fate had not yet come to an end. This thrilling rebellion was eventually suppressed, and the once high-ranking emperor was forced to abdicate and become the emperor emeritus.

From then on, he trapped himself in the harem all day long, immersed in endless grief for the deceased concubine.

But in fact, rather than mourning the stunningly beautiful imperial concubine, it would be more accurate to say that he was remembering his long-gone prosperous dynasty and the supreme power he possessed.

His dynasty was as bright and dazzling as the imperial concubine, but unfortunately beauty was always so short-lived. Now he could only rely on his memories of the past to commemorate the beauty that could never be recovered.

Once a dynasty begins to decline, it is like falling into a bottomless abyss. There is no hope of rising again, and it is difficult to regain its former glory.

Later, she watched with indifference as the old man performed one ridiculous farce after another in the court.

Not only that, he even invited a group of Taoist priests who pretended to be gods and ghosts in an attempt to find the soul of the imperial concubine and try to continue the absurd love between man and ghost with her.

During this period, many strange things happened in the palace one after another, causing people to panic and rumors to spread.

Some people rumored that all this was caused by her wronged ghost.

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Her heart was filled with endless anger and resentment, and that hatred was like a raging flame that could not be quenched.

She resented the current emperor for his betrayal and failure to keep the promise he had made. At the same time, she hated those who pushed her into a desperate situation and forced her to commit suicide in order to find relief.

In fact, the power struggle in the palace is cruel and ruthless. The death of some people should be blamed on the evil nature of human nature, but it is forcibly attributed to ghosts.

Even though those high and mighty emperors were unwilling to accept this, this huge dynasty still inevitably embarked on the road of decline, just like the fate of the stunningly beautiful concubine.

During this long period of history, countless complex emotional entanglements are intertwined, interpreting a series of touching stories of love, hatred and vengeance.

It’s a pity that the world is immersed in mourning and remembrance of the glorious past and has no time to care about the right and wrong of these emotions.

Since then, poets of successive dynasties have taken up their pens and written affectionate poems to commemorate the great era that has passed, and to express their deep sorrow in the face of the irreversible decline of today.

Compared with the endless emotions of those literati and poets, for the general public, there is a world of difference between a prosperous age and a non-prosperous age.

After all, that golden age, which once prospered for more than a hundred years, is like a dazzling pearl inlaid in the scroll of history.

However, in the blink of an eye, it suddenly fell and never recovered. The lives of the people also changed dramatically. In the past, they could no longer enjoy jade-white rice or fragrant and soft white rice porridge every meal.

But at least we can still enjoy it on the first and fifteenth day of every month or on the birthdays of elders in the family.

But now, such simple happiness has become an unattainable luxury. Their lives are becoming more and more difficult and miserable, as if they are in purgatory.

In this day and age, meat can be eaten a little bit every day, but it can only be seen occasionally in the capital and larger areas.

As the saying goes, "It is better to be a dog in prosperous times than a man in troubled times." This sentence is fully demonstrated at this moment.

"Ah! When I was young, how could I care about these things? Our dynasty was extremely prosperous back then. It's nothing compared to today. It's really hard for these kids."

An old man in the village sighed deeply while chewing some unknown wild vegetables in a bowl. He looked at his grandchildren beside him with loving eyes, his eyes filled with endless nostalgia for the past years.

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Unlike the future, the world today has not yet achieved industrialization. Although the poor people in a certain country in the future may find it difficult to afford fresh fruits and vegetables, at least they will not starve or freeze.

Some people even become obese due to long-term consumption of meat products that are either artificially synthesized or fed with feed, most of which are high-calorie foods that are fried.

However, for her, she could only eat half a fried chicken at most each time.

You know, fried chicken is a delicacy that people love and hate in China. When you don’t eat it, you miss it all the time.

I regretted it after I ate it. It was so greasy, oily and disgusting.

Foreigners have no choice but to eat fried chicken, while people in China just want to eat fried chicken because they are greedy.

Finally, this dynasty came to an end with the last two Queens of Zhou and a talented emperor.

Royal love is nothing more than this. Most loves are based on lust at first sight and will naturally fade with the fading of beauty.

There are also some who have never loved each other from the beginning to the end, let alone the so-called love, which is just a joke.

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The situation in the world is as unpredictable as the wind and clouds. Long-term aggregation will inevitably be followed by division, and long-term separation will eventually lead to unification.

When the once glorious dynasty gradually declined and eventually disappeared, it took 53 years for the next new dynasty to rise. This period of history was later called the "Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms".