[The little Taoist nun Xuanxiu catches the demon master × the yandere, cold-hearted and sinister official son]
[Ancient fantasy + suspense + group portraits + growth direction + two-way redemption + long-awaited reunion + sense of fate]
The moon was so beautiful, Zhu Zhaozhao picked it if he liked it.
Zhu Zhaozhao's liking is just a matter of liking her, it's a tsunami passing through her, but liking her is just liking her.
The one who picks the moon becomes the moon, hanging high in the heart.
Xinran's love doesn't know where it starts, how deep it is, or what it is, but love is love.
When they first met, Zhu Zhaozhao was sitting on the threshold wearing a Taoist robe. The walnuts he was playing with fell under his wheelchair. She pulled Tingyu and said, Sister, look, how can there be such a good-looking person.
One year later, on Qingming Festival, she put on a bamboo hat and disappeared into the drizzle that was getting darker at night.
People who meet will meet again.
When they saw each other again, she stood behind him, her wrist was so painful from his grasp, she asked with a smile: Young Master, can you deny that you are the wrong person?
I wish Zhaozhao is the mountain breeze in the forest and will always be free.
Xin Ran is the jade trapped at the bottom of the well, singing a sad song.
Falling in love is their destiny.
