Good Day, Madam

Last night, the stars were always with me, and the west wind passed through the courtyard, and old friends returned home. Some stories, after a lifetime, are nothing more than dust and scars; while some stories are destined to be blessed by God from the very beginning and are the envy of gods and loved ones. And where will we go? One was a young genius with unparalleled resourcefulness, but he had to play tricks on people. He died tragically in the power plot and turned into an unknown zombie. One is a noble blood prince who has become immortal and has been sleeping for hundreds of years without being known to anyone. He is only accompanied by black roses. The impermanence of fate brings two unrelated people together. The story of black roses and white poppies unfolds here. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.