That day, the sun was warm, the sky was blue, and the wind was gentle. The moissanite flowers in Huaijin Palace are blooming exceptionally brightly, and the soft branches and leaves sway in the wind, showing endless affection.
The woman was dressed in red, had black hair, and had snowy skin and red lips. She walked slowly and gracefully.
"Have you ever seen my Ling'er?"
Charming, charming, but also a bit noble and unapproachable, no one can imagine what kind of sound it is. However, once it is heard, it will be unforgettable forever.
Conception: