C741

The winter night was extremely cold.

Under the moonlight, a person wearing a long robe stood with his hands behind his back.

"Your Majesty, the night is cold."

Suddenly, a black cloak lightly fell on his body, accompanied by the soft voice of a beauty.

Grand Concubine Bu looked at the man's handsome face from ten years ago. There was also that cinnabar mole on his forehead