[Caring about family and country—Marquis Wan Ping, who is astonishingly talented; a researcher from another world, traveling through time and space to come to your world—Shang Jing (orphan girl from the capital city)]
"The one the storyteller is talking about is not you at all." Shang Jing fell drunk in Wan Lanchuan's arms, with a rarely seen coquettish look on his face, and muttered, "You are obviously a mortal."
In the sixth year of Shengyuan, we first met.
The palace wall supports the palace wall, the streets and lanes connect the streets, and you and I are separated by the world.
Above the ordinary world, seek the so-called perfection.
(The pace of the story is slow, and the characters in the story will develop beyond the words. I hope everyone will like it)
