Candlelight
Heavy lamp shadow
murmur
longing for lovesickness
Three Thousand Moss
A hazy moon
Rain and fog wet blue shirt
Low leaning on pillars
sigh
"Hongxiu, I can't tell you to get used to it, but if you wait, I will definitely come back." He is Gu Ming's only son, Gu Shangxu. The third-grade imperial censor appointed by Emperor Xuanhe was unparalleled in literary talent and beautiful in appearance. A smile is as if you are wandering in a dream, full of charm.
"I know, I'll wait." He was a humble servant who was brought into the Gu Mansion since he was a child, with no name or surname. With a plain and delicate face, her eyebrows are like ink paintings, her cheeks are like peach petals, and her three thousand black hairs are like ink waterfalls. If I hadn't met him, I would probably have passed away in this life.
He gave him a name, and He allowed him a surname. He served him for eleven years and was as warm as the winter sun because of him.
"I hope that if there is order, the world of mortals will be with me. How about that?"
"Okay."