It is said that once you enter the palace gate, it is as deep as the sea, but how can you leave this long and slow road of love alone? Once a person merges into the world, he will forget this life.
Yi Qing is in tears, both of them are at a loss, standing alone in the boudoir, with a long sword comparable to Chang Xuan Lang. It is like returning home from a long journey with love, and Xiaoxiang tears arise again.
The steps are particularly heavy, the poison is difficult to understand, who knows whether the body will die, the sun is like a shadow, and the heart is broken. How can I struggle in my dreams in the past, and the new wind begins to blow again.