Du Ruo slowly rubbed the white jade wine cup in his hand and smiled miserably.
"In this life... I have regrets."
If I hadn't met him in the imperial garden that year and saved him, maybe I, my father, brother Yun Qi... And so many others would not have had this fate.
After saying that, she drank the remaining wine in the glass.
Before falling down, Du Ruo vaguely saw the bright yellow clothes staggering into the room. She tried to raise the corner of her mouth, but she was unable to do anything.
Sorry... I still lied to you.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
