I am Mo Xian, the little palace maid of Yuelao Palace, who specializes in red line filing.
On the day when Yue Lao went to heaven to hold a peach party, there happened to be a couple in the world who wanted to get married with the number one scholar and the general's daughter.
When I was flipping through the marriage book, my hands shook, and I mistakenly tied the number one scholar's red thread on the wrist of a female doctor from the west.
Just as he was feeling annoyed, Yue Lao's crane knocked over the cinnabar again, and the red lines all over the palace were so soaked that the original owner could not be identified.
From then on, I made the wrong marriage every day: I married my arch-enemy, the county magistrate, and the female bandit leader, and I paired a blind female harpist with a deaf-mute painter.
Seeing that Yue Lao is about to return to the palace, the world has been torn apart by me, and the mandarin ducks are flying everywhere.
But the strange thing is that the incense in Yuelao Temple has tripled.
The Immortal Official of the Merit Department held up the skyrocketing incense book and was dumbfounded: "Fairy Mo Xian, are you removing the red thread or the belt of the God of Wealth?"
