That year, the snow was as white as flowers, swaying in the wind, and I only chose to be in front of the flowers and under the moon.
She couldn't let go of the karma of her previous life, and he couldn't let go of the mortal world. She was close to him for the sake of a generation, and he only stayed at the end of the world for her.
He said: "Why can't I always see through you?"
She smiled softly, outlined her world-famous face, and leaned into his arms.
He squeezed her chin tightly with one hand, his eyes filled with bright red anger, "If I am willing to give up my glory and glory and live in seclusion in the mountains and forests with you, are you willing to let go of your hatred and him?"
She pushed him away delicately, put her jade finger on his lips, and smiled charmingly: "Hush, your Majesty's words are wrong. You can't do it, and neither can I.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
