"You can take your princess, but you can't take my moon." These personal horses, his Lu Hanyuan will not be in the eyes, look down to the people in his arms, gently brush her long hair, "now, are you his princess, or my moon?"

Yan Ruolin, who had been lowering her head, raised her head slowly and looked up at the crowd. The sadness and tears on her face had disappeared. Around her eyes, her eyes fell on Murong Hao's expectant face. "I am the owner of the moon tower that day, not what Lord Mu said about lian'er. Maybe I am similar to Princess mu, but I have only...