"Hey, the world is so hard. I thought that my seven-foot-long man would rely on his beauty to gain family glory. When the marriage decree comes tomorrow, I, Young Master Jiang, will lose my face. I don't know how many women in Tianjing City care about my face, which is as beautiful as a flower, but I have been hastily accused of marrying that tigress. God, I might as well die.
The bamboo forest at night was rustled by the wind, and the partridges in the distance were weeping and moaning. The pale waning moon hung high in the sky, and the beauties in the courtyard were sighing.
Intention: strive to chase the light and embrace the sun