Xueyi

There is no land at all, how can it be the sky? Born with the court, grown with the world. The world is changing, and the mortal world is a guest's dream. Magnificent and magnificent, there is intrigue and deception. The rivers and lakes are black and the court is white; the people's hearts are black and power and wealth are white. The chess game between the Jianghu and the court, the chess game between the country and the country. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.