The third prince was like a bright moon in the sky, which could be looked at from afar but not played with.
Now, this pure and beautiful jade is nothing more than an infatuated lover being tortured by his own hands.
But when the mirror flowers and water moon disperse, someone will eventually know who is the one who is heartbroken.
The weak saint father's beautiful attack vs. The rebirth of paranoia and cruel suffering
(I posted an update on Tieba before, but now my preferences have changed, so the attributes have also changed. Please mark it to avoid intellectual property disputes QWQ)
Purpose: cherish the present moment
