Floating Ambition

She called him her master, she respected him as her biological father, and he loved her as before, from beginning to end. For the first time, he personally put on her wedding dress and watched her go to the mortal world that he hated, to the imperial capital... The second time, he painted her eyebrows with his own hands and watched her go to the purgatory that he hated so much, to the underworld... The third time, he could no longer see her. This time she came from the mortal world, from Hades, and came to his side. For the rest of my life, the red dress looks like blood... A few years later, Zhuyou stared at the Xiangliu stone statue in the villa in a daze. In the year he remembered, the junior sister's red clothes were as red as blood, and the master's white clothes were fluttering...