Fantasy Loulan

Under the illumination of the morning light, Princess Bihan's palace looked particularly quiet. Her silver-blue hair swayed gently with every movement, as if she wanted to completely shake off the fog in her dream. She is the treasure of the Loulan Kingdom, and everyone knows it. Her coldness and arrogance are just like the word "cold" in her name, which is intimidating and difficult to approach. But recently, even she had begun to grow tired of this perfect loneliness. Men in her dreams, faces she had never met in reality, began to frequently disturb her nights. Some of them were as gentle as the drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River, and some were as warm as the scorching sun in the Western Region. Each one of them brought her unprecedented throbbing. The princess shook her head to dispel these unwanted thoughts. She stood up and prepared to change the wet sheets. But at this moment, her maid entered the room quietly and took a quick look at the condition of the sheets. "Princess, you..." The maid's voice was full of shock and confusion. Princess Bihan raised her hand to stop her words. "It's no big deal, it's just a dream." Her voice tried her best to remain calm, but her heart was filled with turmoil. The maid knew the princess's character and knew that she was never willing to show her weakness in front of others. So, the maid just nodded slightly and began to change the sheets, while the princess began to tidy up her appearance.