The fireworks in the world are the most soothing to mortal hearts.
On the day of her wedding, Shen Qingtang cooked a bowl of porridge with a handful of coarse rice and a few coriander leaves, and brought it to the bedside of King Su, who had been anorexic for three years.
The whole government was waiting for her to be beaten out.
Xiao Jue took a sip. Another bite.
"Are you still doing it tomorrow?"
Later, there was smoke in Prince Su's Mansion.
For half a year, she would make a meal and he would swallow a meal.
As long as he lives, she will stay with him.
