A Posthumous Note

One of her choices destroyed a dynasty. He said, "Lu Jian, I tell you that even ten lifetimes cannot atone for your sins." The girl glanced sharply from the corner of her eye and immediately lowered her eyebrows. Her ragged clothes could not hide her elegant temperament. "Hahaha, it's a joke. You deserve to criticize Aijia. Even if you put shackles on Aijia's feet and put a knife on Aijia's neck, Aijia won't be afraid." There was a red beauty mark under the corner of her eye, and her eyes were full of coquettishness.