Promise 2 Weiyang Fu

The setting sun is like blood, a pot of wine, still missing. The evening drum sounds late. How many layers of frost are there on the blue tiles? When I wake up alone, the night is still young. The white gauze tent is lightly embroidered in the moonlight. Sad about life and death, looking at each other in dreams, but love is still lingering. Poor temples are already white. Weiyang Palace Ye Weiyang Love is still young Missing love is not yet young Liu Che leaned down and gently lifted the mask covering my face. Then Time stopped at that moment. To All friends who have read this article, everyone seems to be asking the same question. Let me explain again, goblins are my friends. Because I am currently abroad, and some domestic websites could not be accessed before, she helped me post the article. She also made a statement at the post, but you may not have seen it. Now the network blocking problem has been solved. All remaining parts have been distributed in Chapter 49. Thank you for your concern.