Suddenly, I thought of what Mengyao said in the imperial garden that day. Maybe, Murong Hao should be persuaded to marry Mengyao. But when I think that the man I love wants to marry someone else, I feel as if I have been dug out of a large piece. It hurts, caresses the man's chin, slowly closes my eyes, and tears flow freely to the brocade quilt.

the next day, when Yan Ruolin opened his eyes, Murong Hao had already gone to the early Dynasty. When I think of yesterday, I feel sad again.

"little peach, did the LORD say when he will be back today?" In recent days, Murong...