Summary
Langzi is romantic and lives in a citron, and on a citrus a single habitat weeps at night. When I met in front of the window with a charming smile, I still watched it in my dreams. My name is Azhi. I don’t know when I was born. I was trained as a spy since I was a child. I didn’t have the first-class kung fu, but I was born with a good-looking appearance. The son said, I should be sent to the palace to be the “beautiful face”. The palace is full of dangers and dangers. I was chosen by a foolish prince and could only live with him to be bullied. Fortunately, there was a guard who was interested in me and often secretly protected me, allowing me to live in the palace. However, one day, I found out that I was the stupidest person who was treated as a pawn at the mercy of others. What I thought was good to me was actually exploiting, and what I thought I loved was actually betrayal…