The plum blossoms withered again, and while the white snow was becoming more and more scarlet, Mei Yuan held an umbrella beside her and comforted her, Miss, it's getting late, let's go back. Jiang Caiping seemed not to have heard but just looked at the plum tree infatuatedly, murmuring to herself, and it finally withered. There is a tear stain in the corner of the eye, go back. Jiang Caiping said that walking alone brought an even colder wind.
If there wasn't that person, would the ending between you and me be slightly different? Since ancient times, love and sex have faded. I originally thought that between you and me, but for an emperor like you, there may be no way. I love you so much, but I just add trouble to you. I am crazy to think that there is something different between us.
The sunshine today is good, which is perfect for dancing. Why don't I just dance a song? At this time when the country is broken, in this time between life and death, I just dance like that, bright and bright, like a plum blossom.
The plum blossoms withered, and an unknown soldier gently covered her face with a roll of straw and sighed. The poor palace lady seemed to be lamenting her fate and herself.