"Young Master, it takes blood to warm my sister's heart." Chao Qing looked at the Third Highness, who was a head taller than her and didn't know how many years older than her, with a gentle face.
"You have always been very lucky, so make a wish for me."
"What wish?"
"Immortality."
The copywriting is useless, all I use is the dialogue in the article, so don't pay too much attention to it.
Intention: selfishness and selflessness