Shouwu Palace [Narcissus]

[Imaginary ancient martial arts, no plot, a short story that just goes away w There is no past or future, no dual personality, no self-creation, no intersection of time and space! Only our cute, chic and a bit crazy little Suan w. HE ——"Looking at me, I still remember the green temples in the crystal mirror." Sensitive, sentimental, fragile, sad, melancholy... No, tear the label into pieces. Will you miss the time when you were a young lady waiting to be married? Someone asked her. She didn't speak, her eyelashes were immersed in her own thoughts, "It's very cute, but also very pitiful." She thought of her struggle, her unwillingness and anger, her eyes that were red from crying on the soaked pillow, and how many moonless nights she could not sleep. Ling Bo broke up with her, that was why the master accepted her as his disciple. What is love? People in the world develop feelings over time, the Tao goes deeper and deeper, the Tao is born from generation to generation, and the Tao is jealous of the good relationship... Su'an, dear sir, I pity you, I protect you, I obey you, I love you, I will guard your palace. I climbed out of the abyss of darkness and saw the bright blue sky. Rejoice! Rejoice! —— [My mood has changed a bit recently. I really like the feeling of breaking away from the shackles and running in the wind in the wilderness! Coded! ] Intention: I am mine