That day we first met.
He was dressed in dragon gauze cloud clothes and stood in front of the main hall under the scorching sun, his lips curled slightly and his eyes looked cold.
She knelt in front of the Wutong Monument with a disgraceful face, her body was covered with ink stains, her clothes were messy, and there was a word "Penalty" on her forehead.
He glanced at the woman, who seemed to have lowered her eyebrows and was respectful but rebellious.
On that day, she became the most dazzling star in the entire heaven, and the little intersection with him was no longer traceable.
"Your Highness."
He stared at her, but she turned around gracefully.
Turning to the back of the palace, she asked someone, "How was it? Did you hook him?"
The man held his chin with one hand, "Which one of you has a crush on whom?"
Intention: misunderstanding