Everything seemed like a phantom, and she was so surprised to see her reflection in the lake wearing an elegant white fairy dress. The cinnabar on her smooth forehead was like a blooming peony, overwhelming the country. When she reached out and touched the water, a whirlpool instantly swept her into another world...
The destruction of the Ling family was a doomed fate. Xiao Chun, who accidentally swallowed red tears, was robbed and persecuted by all walks of life. She had sworn an oath and decided to protect Xiao Chun for the rest of her life, but due to various reasons, her words ended up being empty words.
When she was wandering in confusion, who was it? She was as gentle as water, known as the magic healer. She lived in seclusion in the mountains and was arrogant, but she only wanted to see her smile. Who is it, caressing her cold forehead, with unparalleled elegance in his splashing ink eyes, claiming to be the Lord of the Cold Flame Palace, dominating the world, and claiming to be the world. Who is it, a talented, well-known man in the south of the Yangtze River, a free and easy-going young man, caressing a song, going up to a tall building alone, and blooming fireworks for her...
The flowers are in full bloom and prosperous. Let's see whose hand she holds and we will travel to the end of the world together.