Yun Qingxue opened her eyes and dressed up as an early death female companion in a female Xuanwen. They joined hands with the vicious female companion and just killed the female owner. Yun Qingxue: is it still time for me to wear it again? She had a bitter hatred with the hostess, and a generation of talents fell into waste. She just wanted to cultivate her body, but her painting style didn't know when it changed. A certain emperor who withdrew her marriage: soft, be my empress! From then on, the king didn't come early. Ministers: it's all right. We are mature ministers. The weird early days began like this. What's more weird is the female owner. Su ranyue: elder sister, no one can bully you with me.