She is the only Langya flower in Kyushu.
She spent a lifetime of memory, five hundred years, but learned two things. One is to clearly indulge yourself in love, and the other is to use all your strength to suppress your love.
The most fortunate thing in her life is that she grew up in the Emperor's Courtyard.
She will always remember that that day, the man had a handsome face, windy clothes, and an arrogant look on his face. He said firmly: "Since you know these are flowers in my courtyard, you shouldn't pick them casually."
At that time, she was completely devoted to him.
As a result, she suffered a tragedy, and was burned by her love rival with the evil fire of the Netherworld Division until nothing was left.
She tried her best to suppress her love, but to no avail. It was just a desperate struggle.
So, the only one to blame for all this is myself.
In the Xuanguang Mirror, there is a man who spent half his life cultivating to protect her soul. He gathered her soul with Sanye Ming's precious soul-calling flags and played the Resurrection Song for ninety-nine and eighty-one days without stopping. His fingers were all red and blood dripped into flowers. He finally gathered her soul. Later, he cut the flesh and bones, drew the blood and transferred the Qi, and became a demon fetus.
When he woke up, he put his hands into his sleeves and smiled warmly at her: "The sixth day of June is an auspicious day. You are June. You must have forgotten all these things, right?"