A sweet story about the heroine's growth.
From an ignorant little white rabbit, he grew up into a black-bellied white lotus who loves to pretend to be white.
In fact, Tan Zaoer died a long time ago, died in the fire that soared into the sky, died in the farewell letter, died in the cherry blossoms falling from the sky, died in the promise they said I would always be there. The one who survived was a charming and natural witch, a holy hand who empathizes with women in the world, and an eldest princess who cares about the world.
She was ruthless and ruthless, and used sex to serve others, but she had forgotten that she was just a wild girl from a mountain village.
