"It's not about the appearance. It's better in cold places. It doesn't have roots. It's not a flower of wealth in the world."
That year, he was six years old and she was three years old.
He said, you can be my maid. Little did he know that she, Guo Luoluo, was destined to be the eighth prince's wife.
Lingering parting, blue clouds parting and joining, desert grasslands, sand sea and Gobi, going around and around, who meets whom again.
Down and out, Yinzhen said, I have no regrets in this life.
When the power was overwhelming, Yinhu said, I can't ask for more in this life.
Exiled on the plateau, Yinzhen smiled slightly. In my whole life, my dream soul has been used to being unconstrained.
The time passes behind you. Even if you are willful, you can only let go of responsibility.
Aixinjueluo Yinzhen. Guo Luoluo·Mingxi.
The taste of the world is rich and light, and all kinds of time are available. Falling in love at the end of the world, will you still watch the pear blossom alone in the end?
Please pay attention to Yan Xiaoyang - "Better in Cold Places".