She, Ling Shuang Aoxue, has always been affectionate. She has a tender heart, but her fate is shallow.
And he is in a dilemma between right and wrong, good and evil, struggling to achieve love and justice, but he persists in love and never regrets it.
Many years later, thousands of miles away in the Burial Heart Mountain, who built a tomb under that old tree? The stone tablet did not leave the name of the person who laid the memorial stone, but only sixteen words were engraved on it: The stones are like jade, and the pines are like green. Lang Yan is unique and unique in the world.