Spring rain is as expensive as oil, but this year's spring rain is so cheap that there are almost no good days.
It hadn't rained when I arrived, and it started to rain less than half an hour after I knelt.
It doesn't matter if it rains, but it seems more miserable when it rains. I wiped the rain off my face and straightened my back, "Your Majesty, Xiao Yao, please see me!"
The walls of the Vermilion Palace frame the world in all directions, and the only answer I have is my own echo.
I knelt on the ground and shouted over and over again. Until the end, there was only blood in my throat and I could no longer make a sound.
So desolate, so painful, so miserable.
From the daylight to the lighting of the lamp, from the whispers of the palace people to the sidelong glances of the attendants, the rumbling thunder and the sound of rain, everything made it clear that the Xiao family was over.
Intention: The fifth personality is activated