C26 Shangguan Hong Ye

Black night, black wind, black to the point of making one's heart palpitate, black to the point of making one's heart palpitate …

The moon was high and the wind blew. At the top of the courtyard stood a white shadow. The night wind blew by, causing the hem of her skirt to flutter as if she wanted to fly away with the wind …

What face is there under the white veil? It was a ruined face