The kite sings in the habitat, dragging the cloud tips. ——Zhang Heng's "Ode to Xijing"
In the Zhaohua Dynasty, there was an inn at the intersection between the human world and the other world. In the eyes of ordinary people, it was just an ordinary inn.
Yu He, the youngest daughter of the Grand Tutor, was born with a physique capable of swallowing nightmares. She was frightened by others every night and regarded as ominous. In order to seek liberation, he strayed into the fog on the way and saw the mysterious inn.
The owner of the inn, Jiang Xin, held an umbrella under the moonlight and handed her a cup of tea to soothe all her heart palpitations.
After that, the wandering kite found her own branch of the heart.
[Gentle and considerate half-demon shopkeeper × lively and brave Miss Beijing]
Intention:꜀(^. .^꜀ )꜆੭
