It was the gate of the other courtyard, a house equivalent to a courtyard, which circled the world. The gate was closed and the imperial guards were waiting on the outside.
Her head was held on the cold porch, and then stopped. With a trembling hand, the simple bag almost fell to the ground.
I can't run away, I can't run away again. My own world ends here.
She leaned against the door, which was a bright door veranda, full of northern style, with some rough patterns. She was cold and lonely. Snowflakes floated down drop by drop and fell on her hair. She found that she had also changed.
It became a wolf, a wild wolf wandering in the ice and snow at the desperate situation.
Opposite, Luo Jia chased her out and looked at her strangely - looking at her in the snow.
On such a stormy night, there was moonlight, and his eyes were particularly bright because of the smell of wine, which made her see clearly.
She wore a light red shirt because she was imprisoned and had no choice but to wear whatever she wanted. Her Taoist robe had long disappeared. Her tall bun was gone. It was loose, in the dark night
It was black and shiny, like a little leopard. This outfit made him excited. He liked it, full of youth, passion, and beauty! It was about two feet away from each other.
.A cold wind blew, and a snowflake fell on his face, melting and cold. He shivered and woke up slightly.
Recognize her, too.
It was her, Fangfei, that little thing. How did she come to her side? It was so wonderful. Is it the child who carried boiling water to water the flowers? The girl who laid a needle in front of the statue of the great god? Or the one who was tightly held by her
The fat and greasy body in your arms warms yourself and saves yourself?
Such a gentle feeling is a continuous fate.
Did she think she would kill her? She was wrong, really wrong.
From beginning to end, I never really wanted her to die. I was not allowed.
What should I do if such a villain dies?
Not only was she not allowed to die, she also had to stay with her side. Just like those peaceful days in the mountain village, she asked her to serve herself, take care of herself, cook for herself, and wash clothes.