Lying in a familiar room, watching a room of maids running in and out of the busy, as if there is a sense of separation.

over the past four years, the layout here has not changed at all. On the round table, there are still cards made by myself and comic books scribbled when they are boring. The room is clean as if the owner has never left. Is that what he means? I closed my eyes slightly and watched his long back standing outside the house, which was unable to help but lost my mind.

"princess, this is a cold dispelling powder just opened by the imperial doctor. Please...