The night was eerily quiet. In the cold Guanghan Palace, there were stunning beauties dancing, and the fragrance of wine and flowers mixed into a mysterious world.
"Chang'e." The cold tone shocked the entire Guanghan Palace.
"Yi! You're here." The dancing woman looked at the murderous look all over her body and smiled romantically.
Hou Yi looked at the person in his arms quietly, how could this be done? ——Chang'e——This is not what I want! …
I have hated thousands and thousands of memories, but I remember them too much, and I can't do anything when I hate them.
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