"Is it my sword, or Beidi's sacrifice?"
After becoming the most dandy in the capital, Xiao Yu wanted to lie flat and die, but the madly criticizing empress Qin Zhaoyue put a sword to her throat——
Her indigo blood was poisonous, and his heart was on fire. She used him as a medicine lure, and he used her as a shield.
When he was drunk and tore up the imperial edict, she sneered: "I've done it."
He flirted with Beidi in front of the battle, and she drew her sword: "Killing crazy."
Until the night of the avalanche, when she opened his heart to take out the poison, and he dragged her into the ice abyss——
What was beating in his heart was not his heart, but the Wuyue Holy Gu that had been imprisoned for hundreds of years by the Xiao family;
What hangs around her neck is not a pendant, but the key to the resurrection of the first saint.
"Your Majesty, die together for such a crazy thing - if you dare to fucking bet, I will die!"
