Lying Down Late at Night Listening to the Wind and Rain

With the sound of wind and rain at night, who cares how many flowers have fallen. Zhu Tang lay on the bed, quietly listening to the wind, rain and thunder outside the window. The same goes for the heart-wrenching fights between each other in the court, which are unpredictable... No one knows what will happen in the future, just like no one knows when the storm at night will stop or when the weather will clear up. She, Zhu Tang, is just smarter than others. She is not a god and will not know what will happen next... Probably only at this time, Zhu Tang would feel that he was no different from the fallen flowers in the wind and rain, lonely and helpless...