She was a lowly beggar on the roadside, despised by everyone, her life was like an ant, and she was ruthlessly played by fate. He is a prince who was abandoned by the imperial power. He has kept a low profile for many years, staying away from the royal family and plotting everything to cause a bloody storm... She met him unexpectedly, and he gave her a name, and gave her glory and wealth, as if he wanted to satisfy him in the first half of his life before he met her...
"Nalan Changpu, have you ever liked me a little bit?"
"Never." His cold words became a little more serious, and he said coldly, "Or rather, never." So firm, so decisive.
"I knew it." Du Ruo smiled bitterly. Her weak body standing in the rain was crumbling like a Du Ruo flower that was about to wither. It was in full bloom and beautiful, but the flowering period was very short. It was so short that it seemed that it had never been in the world, and most importantly, it could not be left in the world.
"But, I..." She was weak and seemed to die the next moment, but she still bit her lip and forced herself to speak slowly, "But I still like you so much. You are so good to me. It would be better if you didn't be so nice to me. It would be better if we never met..."
Du Ruo's flower language is luck and happiness, but I don't seem to get happiness in this life.
Purpose: Cherish time and cherish loved ones