In the summer of two years ago, the air was hot and humid. Yue Zhao was called to the bedside of her emperor father and listened to his breathless explanation of the funeral.
After saying the last three words, I was out of breath.
Three days later, sixteen-year-old Yue Zhao rushed to the shelves and became the new emperor.
But Yue Zhao is a little confused, why do some people always disapprove of me even though I work hard every day?
Intention: Self-salvation, growth and transformation