The encounter between Uranara Rouze and Kangxi in the 41st year of Kangxi's reign opened up Aixinjueluo Yinzhen's decades of white moonlight longing.
The continuous rain is like a silver thread that has been crushed by someone. From dawn to dusk, the city of Suzhou is enveloped in a wet haze. The inconspicuous Ulanara Family Courtyard in the west of the city is even more tranquil than this rain and fog - the red lacquer door is closed tightly, the patina on the door knocker is washed by the rain and shines, and the banana leaves in the wall are beaten to a rustling sound, which is more peaceful than the iron horse on the eaves...
