"The palace is full of bright moon and pear blossoms are white, and old friends are separated by thousands of miles of mountains. A pair of golden geese are flying, and the tears are stained on the embroidered clothes..."
Lu Yuezheng looked at the sky, stumbled around the palace wall, and caught a glimpse of two pear blossoms protruding from the top of the wall. These lines of poetry suddenly appeared in her mind.
Old friend, old friend...
The most difficult thing is to ask for a smooth life, and the hardest thing is to ask for old friends... To remain the same.
That man acted too quickly and too decisively, not even leaving him the slightest way out. He was truly worthy of being his student.
Lu Yuezheng swallowed a mouthful of blood foam, not knowing whether to smile or cry on her face.
He could no longer stand, but this was not a place where he could rest. Lu Yuezheng turned the corner and stopped suddenly.
"You...?"
The heart-throb suffers, switches attacks, bloody plot, pure konjac fun
Intention: Whoever grabs it first wins