The roar once a day was heard again. Hua Yu listened with a smile, as if it had become something he must do every day in the palace.

it seems that this woman is not suitable for the imperial palace. After Hua Yu thought about it, she wrote a line with her pen, called her sweetheart and handed it to him with confidence. He knew how to give the note to Yang when no one found it.

with the help of Xiaoju, I finally sat in front of the mirror dressed neatly.

"the lady is more beautiful than before." Xiaoju looked at the people in front of her and said...