As the most noble prince of the Southern Kingdom, under his jade-like spring breeze, his deep and turbulent eyes gazed at the world, his strong arms stretched out to control the world, and his powerful hands controlled the world of prosperity.
How could she, as the jewel in the eye of the richest man in the South, end up like this? . . . .
That sudden side, whose heart has been entangled and whose love has been stolen? Goodbye would be worse than never seeing each other. He is no longer the gentle and witty Yulang; she is no longer the innocent little girl.
There is a sea of blood and hatred hidden behind the gauze curtain. How can I love you so that it is not so painful? There is no right or wrong in love; right or wrong is just because of love. It's never the heart that can't be grasped, but the ever-changing joys and sorrows...
This is a story about perseverance in faith. With so many people and so many things happening between us, can it still be as pure and natural as before? Hope you all like it.
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