The amnesiac emperor who disguises himself as a man, the gentle and handsome regent, the cold and glamorous foreign prince, the mysterious and cold eunuch chief... What kind of sparks will the ignorant and reckless heroine have with the beautiful men, and what choices will she make?
He was a beautiful young man, with a face as thick as gel, eyes as amber, hair that was a bit lighter than an ordinary person's brown, deep eye sockets and a high bridge of nose that made him look like someone from a foreign land. Surrounded by mist and rain, the beauty is unique and unique in the world.
The wind blew, and the moonlight on the trees undulated into a sheet of silver frost. He looked at me and smiled slightly. His skin was as white as porcelain, his eyebrows were picturesque, and his amber eyes were shining. A few leaves drifted down from a piece of silver frost, and there were no other colors or sounds between heaven and earth.