Let's Drink the Emperor's Smile Together in the Next Life (Fellow Author of the Demonic Patriarch)

White clothes are fluttering, and the cold wind is blowing. "Lan Zhan, look at me quickly." Lan Zhan looked over and couldn't move away anymore. The red, the blue, the black and the white seemed to be opposites, but they finally came together. Wei Wuxian: "My mother also said, she said you are already mine."