"thank you, Emperor..." The autumn moon raised his head slowly, his eyes fell on the book on the stone table, and sighed, "the emperor is thinking about his sister again..."

it has been seven years since the princess and Lord Shawn fell down the cliff together. But in these seven years, the emperor will stay in this small yard every day after going down.

everything here is still the same as when sister Arnold was Lord Luo. Looking at the pale king of a country in front of her, autumn moon cannot help but feel helpless.

and the pamphlet that sister Arnold often doodles and paints by herself seems to...