Rebirth of Yongyong Yiyi (Zhenxiang)

The sandalwood is light and the ambergris smoke is foggy. In the emperor's dynasty, the golden throne stands alone on the road. Red tiles and green eaves, white jade glass light turns the passing years. With swords and hidden arrows, the royal family is fighting hard for blood! Sighing like a hero, he is trapped in the Forbidden City due to his incompetence. Unexpectedly, there is a hint of darkness in the corner, and the fragrance is broken at the end. The hand drops the pen and the inkstone leaves half a word unfinished. The galloping horse walks without seeing the last dusk. The kings in the past life and this life will not think of their brothers. The pear blossoms have shed a hundred years of snow, but they are only warm for the present. Thousands of threads are connected, but there is still love across the blue sea. Suddenly Gu smiled, no longer feeling dejected in his dream. To repay the debt of love, to fall in love by mistake, and finally to get Bodhi painted in dust. Grudges and grudges relieve melancholy. The breeze sneaks into the mirror and sits in the mirror. Love? Is it interesting? He thought about the whole story. Today and tomorrow, let's fly together hand in hand.