A generation of dynasty, a draft, kicked off a scene of intrigue and intrigue in the palace.
In this deep palace with chaotic lines, I am not only carrying Murong's glory, but also for his words back then.
That sentence cost me all my life, but in the end, all I got in exchange was a word of sorry.
I vaguely remember the scene when I first entered the palace. It was the second day of March in the second year of Mo Xuan's reign, which was an auspicious day. I wore a pink showgirl dress and walked into the palace of Jinxun Kingdom together with other showgirls. What is different from them is that I am the sister of the current empress, the concubine of General Zhengxi, and the second young lady of the Murong family. But I know very well that I not only entered the palace for Murong's glory, but also entered the palace for everything that should belong to me.
I also entered the palace because of his words. I looked up at the blue sky, and it seemed that my destiny would change from this moment.