The glorious palace of the past was now locked by a large lock. The tiles on the roof were also incomplete, and many weeds and wildflowers grew up on the stairs.
In his heart, he thought of his mother's gentleness. Ignoring how dirty the steps were, he sat down and lost his mind.
Da da da.
A series of steady footsteps came closer and closer, stopping in front of him. A handkerchief appeared in front of him.
Without raising her eyes, she knew it was Yue Zhengman. When they were young, they had met here. The scar on her forehead had also come from here.
Raising his head, Jun Lang's face lit up with a smile. As he reached out to take the handkerchief, he grabbed Yue Zhengman hand and pulled her to his side. Then, he sat down on the steps.
"Why did you enter the palace?"
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