My mother said that the more beautiful a woman is, the more she looks like a demon, so her name is...
The beautiful red jade on the forehead of the most beautiful lady in the world, Yao Yu, not only makes people beautiful, but also has mysterious power.
Ruyi sneered: "Lianhua, you still like to compete with your sister for men."
Ye Zichu, who was dressed in white, still remembered his master's words: "If you meet someone who makes you cry, kill him, because that will be your fate."
Until I meet the girl, give her lotus flowers, and push her into the cliff, is it infatuation or unfeeling, the entanglement of desire, love, and power, will it eventually turn into despair?
When he heard her say coldly: "I am not a girl, not a lotus, I am a demon lotus."
Only then did I realize that her enchanting beauty was somewhat similar to that of the enchanting jade. It was the piece of blood-red jade she wore on her forehead...