It was midwinter in the twenty-sixth year of Jian'an.
Heavy snow covered the whole city, and Liu Wu was trapped in a dark prison without seeing the light of day for an unknown length of time. As soon as he stepped out of the prison, he saw this vast expanse of white.
The cold wind blew away her black hair like a waterfall, even the jailer who was used to seeing these scenes couldn't help but be startled.
The face that once shocked the entire capital now looked the same as before except for the numerous bloodstains.
Liu Wu remembered that the first time she met Ning Zhen was at such a time.
At that time, Ning Zhen was wrapped in a black fox fur. He was leaning in a wheelchair and his face was pale, as if he was about to die soon.
She hurried over, intending to help, but she only heard his cold words:
"If you have time to worry about others, why not worry about yourself first."
At that time, she still had the energy to refute it, but now that she thinks about it...
She entered the court as a man, her original intention was just to be in the mirror, and all she wanted was a piece of innocence.
However, looking back on half my life, I couldn't find what I wanted.
Food guide: 1. Copywriting is difficult, so I will throw away two chapters of text.
2. Personal XP products include the wife-chasing crematorium and the heroine's career batch
3. HE
Intention: I am alone
