Jiaoqing Yanran

It's said that you can't get what you want. ——Jiaojiao, in the next life, fall in love with me first, okay? ——No, in the next life, I will only love you. The so-called deep love and deep meaning. ——Chen Ajiao, am I not good enough to you? Why can't you look at me more? ——You ruined everything I love. The so-called love is difficult to leave. ——Sister Gillian, it's been years since she passed away, but it's still far away. I won't let you see me off just because I can't bear to part with you. ——Brother Rong, cherish each other. Gillian used to like to wear plain-colored skirts because Liu Rong particularly preferred white. Every time Gillian entered the palace, he would greet her at the palace gate, wearing a long white dress, a twelve-fragmented fan, and a gentle smile, as if he was an immortal. She once naively thought that they were the golden boys and girls in popular books, or talented men and beautiful women. He will always be by her side and protect her. Time will remain quiet until the end of time. But one day in a certain month, in a corner of the palace, the little cousin who was one year younger than her said something that won her mother's favor. A hidden beauty in a golden house ruined the bad relationship between Guantao and Li Ji. She no longer allowed Gillian to interact with Liu Rong, and even sent Liu Rong to Linjiang with her own hands. For a long time, Gillian was unwilling to go to the palace because she didn't want to see the husband with whom she would be together in the future. Until that man in red clothes appeared in her life... Jiao Yanwen, don't join the official history party. Ky is not accepted, but reminders and suggestions are welcome. Conception: