When Jiang Heqing lowered his head to sort the herbs, the fine shavings fell on his white clothes, as if he had passed through a layer of light. The people were in trouble, and he was willing to go through all the hardships to save the people from the disaster.
Lin Yihan took this scene in his eyes, it was a beautiful spring scene, and the thin willows were budding with love.
Later, she married him into the palace as she wished, and she should have raised the case without any doubts. But one sunny day, he cut off her life with a sword.
Later, she didn't hesitate when she pushed the dagger into his chest. At that time, her hair was disheveled and she looked like a ghost...
Intention: Right or wrong won't hurt people, but feelings will