Willows grow in the wind and moon, and they are naturally vulgar. I love the gold, silver, pearls and jade, and I love the silk and satin.
No matter whether they are princes, nobles or sons of aristocratic families, they are just pretending to be happy.
Until one day... Someone wanted to keep her.
At first she was reluctant, but later she was overjoyed.
That is the most noble person in the palace, and it is the ladder for her to climb...
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She is stupid and bad, she doesn't even know how to poison her, but she is so weak... I can't protect her.
Motto: Love is priceless