Her father once told her that the best copy of "Lanting Preface" in the world was circulated in the world, and he had a chance to see it when he was young. As for the "Preface to Orchid Pavilion" in front of her, she intuitively felt that it was the best copy in the world, because the ink blots were so agile that they seemed to be dancing, and were unmatched by all the copies.
However, she never thought that there was a handsome man hidden in this word...
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