When Jiang Suihuan stepped into the Zhongyong Hou Mansion as her sister, she knew that there were man-eating evil spirits hiding in this wealthy family, waiting for her to deal with them one by one.
Until she bumped into that person, she was shocked to realize that the blind and helpless young man in her memory had transformed into a sycophant in the court.
"This medicine can save your life, you keep it." When Long Finger handed over the celadon bottle, his tone was simple.
She took the medicine, weighed it, raised her eyes and seemed to sigh: "They say good people don't live long, and bad people live a thousand years."
"You called me a disaster?" He suddenly leaned forward, with a smile in his eyes.
"No, Pei Su." Her eyes suddenly froze as she looked at him, and she said word by word, "I wish you a long life."
They walked a long way each in the dark, thinking that they would be alone at the end of the road.
The moon we saw together when we were young has long since set, but many years have passed, and that moonlight is still burning in my heart.
When the chess game is laid out, they will be each other's sword and the only light.
