C1375 He Had Bet His Life
At midnight, the moon is sparsely lit.
In the back garden of City Lord's Mansion, Xue Yueqing was holding a cup and a pot. She walked among the flowers and drank alone under the moon.
Her lonely and lonely figure made people feel pity for her.
Usually at this time, if she did not sleep, she would cultivate. She had never walked alone in the back garden with a pot of wine like today
