When she first entered the palace, Lan Qi was just an unremarkable little palace maid who had always been meticulously serving her master. She had never thought that there would be a day when she would fly onto a branch.
Xuan Ye's sad figure for his dead wife had remained in her heart during that heavy rain.
Many times, many things had their own arrangements.
In order to protect her master, Wu Yayanqi did not hesitate to frame him.
The young Emperor only wanted to scare this young palace maid who didn't know the limits of the heavens and earth. Unexpectedly, that pair of eyes that were filled with kindness and gentleness deeply pierced his heart.
"Your servant wants to …" On the dragon bed, Wu Yalan Qi could not help but stare at the emperor closely, as if she wanted to carve him into her eyes. "You can even shoulder the burden of the river and the mountains. It's nothing to bear the blame for once."
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