Listening to the flute at the end of the night, I pay my respects to the palace leader
Jinghong Ci Meng, a Spring and Autumn Period
When I first heard about the eagle in the palace, I begged my husband to wait for me to gain wisdom.
After the rain hurriedly left on Xiaoxiao night, it was ridiculous to rely on my dreams to speak alone.
Tan Yi's heart skipped a beat, Dad? Grandma?
The entire Qin family was massacred.
Seeing corpses strewn on the ground and blood flowing like a river, the sound of gurgling blood was amplified countless times and pierced into Qin Yi's ears.
I just wish. I have never been your queen.
Intention: Love is letting go