Ai Jia is dressed in bright yellow brocade, with betel nut jade on her head and hardware boots on her feet. The string of amethyst beads made a tinkling sound, blocking the beauty of the entire room, causing half a lifetime of ups and downs. The long protective fingers pointed lazily at the man with a devilish smile who was sitting on the dragon chair across from him. He slightly raised the corners of his mouth and said leisurely, "The Ai family values you, so I will stay with you tonight!"
There was a person sitting on the five-clawed dragon chair opposite, and the sultry smoke was swirling around. His Royal Highness the Regent was dressed in purple with bright sleeves, and an ambiguous smile hung on the corner of his mouth, "Oh? With such a 'red apricot coming out of the wall', I wonder if the Queen Mother still knows the taste of a caged bird."
Ai Jia nodded.
I feel sad in my heart.
You know, how can you not know?
From the early spring of 3,785 years ago, a string of lonely flowers fell from the sleeves of his black robe, embroidered with flowing clouds, and the grace of the gods. In the blink of an eye, for ten thousand years, the Ai family has already lived up to the abyss.
Who can spend all his life's glitz and glamour, just to seek a love in his previous life?
I have been waiting for you for thousands of years.