Aiyu knew her mother's painstaking efforts, even at the last moment, she was also seeking for her own survival. It seemed that she had found a future husband, but it was better to say that she was entrusting an orphan.
Of course, this marriage has no meaning for her, but if God allows it, Aiyu would rather never marry than stay with her mother for the rest of her life.
Lin Lang, my sister, both died due to injustice. Aiyu doesn't want this power, she doesn't want this overwhelming wealth, she just wants to give her a family.
At the hairpin party, on the top of the champion stage, a man in red robe jumped up to him:
"The peony in my little lady's hand suits me very well. Why don't you let me wear it so that people all over Bianjing can take a look at my handsome appearance? How about it? Hmm~"
Intention: The collision of ideas from two eras, integration and understanding, no need to worry about other people's opinions, just have a clear conscience
