When Ye Yanhan flirted with Pei Huailan, he just thought he was mountain snow and wanted to see what it would look like when it melted.
After she got it, she got tired of it, left a letter and disappeared without a trace.
When we met again three years later, he had become the powerful regent. He imprisoned me in a dark room and gently stroked my neck with his fingertips: "In the past three years, I have been thinking every day whether to break your wings or directly twist your neck."
But he didn't know that I came back because the imperial doctor said that I only had three months to live.
And I want to die in his hands.
(Ghost warning!)
Intention: What you love is separated by mountains and seas, and mountains and seas can be leveled