Chen Lan thinks that she should stay here well, as if her twenty-odd years in modern life are just a dream, a very long dream, a dream that will never be forgotten. At this time, the long skirt and the red tiles and golden palace in the deep palace are the life that truly belongs to her. Although she had no freedom, she got a husband who doted on her. Although she gained countless wealth, she lost a father who loved her but was not good at expressing it in words. Chen Lan was inevitably a little disappointed at this time, but fortunately, she still had a lovely son who was more powerful than ten thousand people when he was born. Chen Lan was really satisfied.
