She could spend all her time smiling and sideways for him, she could spend all her time looking for medicine for him to recover from his injuries, and for him, her soul lay on the ground.
Passionate and hateful since ancient times, when she returned to the palace with the Cang Yuehua she had bought with half her life, the large red area in front of her hurt her eyes and heart. The happy character is not for myself, the red dress is not for myself, and the smile is not for myself.