Although fireworks are beautiful, they are fleeting, and the same is true for love in the world. People's hearts are easily cold, but love never leaves...
The breeze is slightly cool, and the peach petals fall with the wind. The light pink that has not faded for a century embellishes the early spring morning light, and it falls on the Jiangnan Lake and creates ripples.
It falls on the streets of the market, on the window lattice of the boudoir, and on the handsome young master. .
"The peach blossoms bloom all over the sky... It deserves to be the water capital of Jiangnan! It's so beautiful!" Young Master Pianpian sighed with emotion.
"Your Highness! How can you run so fast? What if you are discovered...
"What did I say you call me when you go out? "
"Your Highness is obviously a girl..."
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
