There was a full moon that night, which illuminated the courtyard like daylight. The ground was covered with silver light, and all kinds of flowers and trees were flourishing, and the fragrance was fragrant.
Mu Yanzhen said, Ah Yue, you will be my bride from now on.
In the end, she married his half-brother, the man who always had a slippery smile. However, due to Yan Zhen's death, she chose to be exiled from this marriage.
Human nature is changing, but every step in life requires a choice, whether to go left or right, forward, backward or stick to it. Choice means giving and taking.
If you are faced with the choice between family affection and love, and the flesh on the back of your palms, it will be a bone-eroding pain to cut out any piece of it, how do you choose?
Unless, if, selfish enough.
PS? Non-flowing fast writing, slow heat, slow heat,,, the weather is getting cooler and the articles are getting hotter.