If I fail you in this life, I will never be reincarnated!
If I betray you in this life, please use the cruelest means to kill me!
After Yan Ziqi was born, the city was full of flowers, and countless talented people lost their names. From then on, she was hailed as the son of gods and ghosts, who would bring good and bad omens.
Dressed in red, three thousand black silk threads fluttered in the wind, with a stunning face, "Young Master, I am willing to be loyal to you for the rest of my life."