When she first entered the palace, Lan Qi was just an inconspicuous little palace maid. She served her master conscientiously and never thought that one day she would fly on a branch. During that heavy rain, Xuan Ye's sad figure for his deceased wife remained in her heart. Many times, many things have their own arrangements. In order to protect her master, Wu Yalanqi did not hesitate to frame the current Long Live Master. The young emperor just wanted to scare this ignorant little palace maid, but unexpectedly, those eyes full of kindness and gentleness penetrated deeply into his heart. "My slave wants to..." On the dragon bed, Wu Yalanqi couldn't help but stare at the emperor closely, as if she wanted to carve him into her eyes, "You can even shoulder the country, so taking the blame once is nothing."
