After a bloodbath, Washington was gone. Once a loyal minister died unjustly, Hua Nian lost his family. She was once an eldest lady who had no fingers in the spring water, but she suddenly fell from the altar and became a singing prostitute, her glory was gone. The song was melodious, the orchid fingers spread out, and the rolling red dust rushed in like water, only turning into an indescribable sadness between her brows and eyes. Her life was spent only for revenge. When the opportunity came, she turned into the concubine beside King Jingpeng, making every step with precision. However, some things are always uncontrollable, such as the heart, such as care, such as the man playing the flute in front of you. Can I stay? [Do you believe me when I say this is a sweet article? ]
Intention: People cannot help themselves when entering the world of mortals, but their hearts cannot become dirty.