Jiangshan Piaomiaolu

Qingyun bells and drums, Beijing cool wind and clouds. Chang'an is in panic, and the fragrance is scattered. There is a phoenix coming to the ceremony, and there is frost in June. The elegant music of the strings and the reed flowers in the heavy fog. The mist and rain are like silk, and the cold dream crosses the river. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.