I, Princess Xiao, was originally prosperous, wealthy, happy and healthy, but my country and family were destroyed overnight...
Ayan is probably my salvation for half of my life. He is like a bamboo, strong and upright yet gentle and gentle. But I never would have thought that God would hate me so much and take everyone away from me, including him. After all, the two of us can't be together. After all, he doesn't belong to me, and I don't belong to love after all.
On the eve of the Shangyuan Festival, the city was brightly lit, but outside the city there was smoke. The dagger of love was inserted into his chest.
Before he died, he lay in my arms, touched my face with his bloody hands, looked at me with love in his eyes, smiled and said to me: "It would be great if I was just your Ayan and you were just my Qing'er..."
That year, it was already June, but it snowed heavily. I walked with the snow in the forest, slowly approached the cliff, and ended my sinful life... This snow lasted for three years...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
