"My name is Sabelin, and I come from China over two thousand years from now!"
Sabelin bowed solemnly.
This woman is not only beautiful as a fairy, but also sacrificed herself for peace. She deserves the admiration of all Chinese people!
"How can I trust you?" Wang Zhaojun asked Sabelin calmly, exuding an aura of transcendence and luxury.
"Look!" Sabelin waved his hand, and suddenly the void cracked, forming a picture.
The picture shows high-rise buildings, students, bustling traffic and dazzling neon lights of the future.
After reading it, Wang Zhaojun suddenly smiled, but tears welled up in her eyes.
Her features are picturesque when she smiles.
She cried like a pear blossom in the rain.
This charming appearance makes people's heart beat faster.
"Ahhh, at this moment, Song Zhuer is absolutely beautiful!"
"Damn, no wonder Brother Yang took action so early. It's a pity that we are left with nothing but regret."
"Chen Muyang! The hatred of having my wife stolen from me is unforgivable!"
Her smile made the world much brighter.
Sabelin was momentarily distracted and quickly adjusted himself. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Wang Zhaojun say:
"Will the future world really be so brilliant and harmonious?"
"It can't be called Datong yet, but the Huaxia of later generations does give the people a strong sense of security."
"Since you claim to be from the afterlife, could you please tell me whether His Majesty agrees to my return?"
Sabelin was silent for a long time. Looking at the radiant woman in front of him, he said with a heavy heart:
"Emperor Cheng ordered us to follow the customs of the barbarians."
The customs of the Xiongnu are simply immoral and against the laws of nature!
After hearing this, Wang Zhaojun's face instantly lost color. Before coming here, she had no idea that the Huns had such a custom.
When the father dies, the son inherits; when the elder brother dies, the younger brother inherits.
It was as if all the strength had been drained from her body. She fell to the ground lightly, as soft as a ball of cotton.
Wang Zhaojun collapsed to the ground dejectedly, her face looking sad.
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