The Phoenix Rules the World: White Love

A breeze swept by, lifting her skirt and stirring her hair.

Xiangsi closed her bright eyes, savoring the coolness the wind brought.

Suddenly, a butterfly danced through the air and settled on her skirt.

She gently opened her eyes and looked at the beautiful butterfly, a faint smile appearing at the corners of her mouth.

Just as she reached out to touch it, the butterfly flew away. She couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Then she recited a line of poetry: "Zhuang Sheng dreamed at dawn and mistook himself for a butterfly; the Wangdi's spring heart was entrusted to the cuckoo."

As soon as she finished, Xiangsi heard a man's voice: "What a fine line: Zhuang Sheng dreamed at dawn and mistook himself for a butterfly; the Wangdi entrusted his spring longing to the cuckoo."