An Linglong is an ordinary woman who likes embroidery and Nalan Rongruo. During the day, she quietly worked on her favorite work. At night, holding a volume of Nalan's dictionaries, she was very satisfied with her current life. She likes all classical literary and artistic things, so she loves embroidery and Nalan Ci. She would often look at the moon and daydream about Nalan Rongruo, what kind of peerless man he would be, and what kind of amazing talent he would have to be able to write such sad and poignant words? I don't know whether she is thinking about it during the day, dreaming about it at night, or maybe a vague back figure often appears in her dreams, dressed in green clothes, aloof from the world and independent. With the scent of books on her pillow, she slowly fell asleep, but when she woke up again, she was at a loss and helpless...