There were no lights in the room, and the moonlight poured in from the open window, casting a faint silvery light on the ground. A woman in white was leaning in front of the window, looking up at the moon in the sky, with a slightly sad look on her face.
Seeing the sorrow on the woman's face, a trace of heartache flashed across the old bustard's face, and then she walked to a place five steps away from the woman with a straight face and knelt down on one knee: "Your Majesty, please see me."
"What happened?" The woman's voice was very nice... (To be continued)