At this moment, what Feng Ruqing saw before her eyes were darkness.
There was not a single ray of light.
She walked in this darkness with some confusion, as if no matter how she walked, she could not reach the end.
However, she had a nagging feeling that she had forgotten something. No matter how she tried to recall it, there was no way to remember...
It seemed that something very important, or… The most important person in her heart had been forgotten...
***
"Jiu'er, Jiu'er..."
A voice was calling, breaking through the darkness.
'Jiu'er…'
This call was so familiar that it made her heartache a little.
'Oh, right…'
She remembered.
She was the Ninth Emperor, and the person she loved most was Nan Changfeng.
Suddenly, a familiar figure leaped into her eyes.
The handsome young man in a white robe with vertical lines on his eyebrows came to her.
