Someone painted a portrait of Cui Hui. The eyes in the painting are as clear and bright as cut by autumn water, and the lips are as red as if they were dyed with vermilion. The picture is a bust, just like the east neighbor girl peeking at Song Yu, with the jade body half covered by the wall. She once had a bitter past. Who still remembers when she frowned? They all say that such a superb painting skill and such a beautiful person, but after seeing it, I feel a little regretful, but it is a pity that it is not a real person and does not understand emotions. Such a beautiful woman is very touching even if she is ruthless.
Hundreds of years ago, Qin Guan and Cui Hui met in a painting, but they never met. Hundreds of years later, can they continue this wonderful fate?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
