Forget to disappear. Except for the people in the Liuli palace, she can't remember anyone or anything in her mind. She looks like a bowl of clear water without a trace of color. It looks like a piece of white paper without any mark. Loneliness and desolation are like a boundless net, which makes her nowhere to escape.

"Lady Zhaoyi, how kind is it to serve the emperor? How can you refuse?" The demon mother scolded. Mother, I don't want to. But I can't convince myself... " The tone of xueyin is sad and sad, her eyes are like a mist. This is her most direct feeling, because she didn't...