The Bright Moon of the Qin Dynasty and the Ink Hunting World

Who said that with a tragic song, a strong man will never return? By the banks of Yishui River, snow is laying on the pavement, green blood is sprinkled on Qin Palace, and the bright moon is stained. The sound of the building is faint, but who has extinguished all the old friends' wishes? The sound of the flute is swallowed, and the ice girl in blue clothes leans against the cold night. Tears break the sword, and the green mirror lake slightly droops to cover the beauty's dimple. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.