[The white-cut and black-dialed prince is attacked by X's crazy loyal dog and powerful ministers] The lingering dew on the eaves in late spring has bloomed into a piece of lingering paper. The encounter between Prince Gu Linyuan and Prime Minister Shen Mobai was like the cinnabar annotations blown open by the wind in "The Book of Shang Jun", and the tremor of a startled glance when the fingertips touched each other in the corridor. The fragrance of ambergris and cedar lingers quietly in the dense tea soup, and the ink orchid and red plum express their heartfelt feelings in the lines of secret poems... In short, it is probably this matter. I am really short of words, so you can just read it. ꒦ິ^꒦ິ
