The Female Lead Is So Much a Salted Fish
“Liliana, I beg you, please love me.” The once proud and ruthless leader of the Falling Snow Pavilion knelt on the ground, holding the girl’s hand, begging for her mercy.
“Liliana, whether you want it or not, I will protect the path ahead of you.” In the court hall, the gentle and noble prime minister looked at the girl’s back, his eyes full of deep love.
“Liliana, I think I really like you, like you very much.” The serious emperor wrote a letter late at night that he could not send.
“Where the master goes, I will go. From now on, I am here, and the master will not suffer anymore.” The clear and pure young man followed behind the girl, standing straight, but his face was very red.