There is a young master in Nanshan. His eyes are like stars. He stands with his harp under the moon, and his black hair is blowing in the wind. His appearance was in Linchun Mountain, where he sat on a cliff and played his harp, walking around the forest for three days before returning home. Its shape is similar to that of green bamboo. Wine is brewed alone in the forest, and scales are flowing in the stream. Its sound soothes the heart, inviting the bright moon in front of the house, but the bright moon cannot say goodbye.
At the top of Nanshan Mountain, he is a man of unparalleled elegance. He is the Master of Nanshan Mountain praised by the world.
Under the moonlight in the pavilion, his clothes stained with blood, he is the prince of the palace who is despised by thousands of people.
Once he returns, she will be him too.
He is the extremely noble Nine Heavens God who controls the situation and strategizes.
Endless abyss, bright moon, he is the lonely and cold Lord of the Demon Palace
She is the moonlight in the abyss, he is the warmth in the darkness, day and night, bit by bit, one person has to go hand in hand, the best is like this
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
