You stand, a dainty maiden, Your cherry lips so bright, Your teeth so

You stand, a dainty maiden, Your cherry lips so bright, Your teeth so pearly white, Your fragrant breath love-laden;Yet is your tongue a sword;Cold death is the reward Of loving thee, O maiden. [yip, yip, yip]   Dong Zhuo was delighted and praised her warmly. She was told to present a goblet of wine to the …

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