The case of Qingqi Luoteng and Slim Tiao, dreaming of returning thousands of miles to the Huai family. The white snow and chrysanthemums in the spring are condensing, and the tea is served in a graceful and charming manner. It's suspicious, Ruan Ling Que shines and sings, Hong Qi dances with light tea.
Biwen is cold and unknowable, caressing the willows and pampas grass and begging for flowers. The copper caltrop is red and the temples are not yet frosty. It is hard to find the emperor's yarn in the heart of the king. Who knows, the jade finger is faintly copying the book, the rays of sunlight move the green grass, the cool dawn seems to be thin but also fades away, and I dare not smile and shed tears on my dimples. In this life, I wish to follow the long moon and thousands of sweet words far away from the sand.
——"Sword Chronicle." "Porcelain Moon"
There is such a strange woman in the world.
Cultivate the face of the blue moon, depict the face of the blue and white flowers, draw the posture of the banished immortal, and compose the charm of the sounds of nature.
A piece of shark gauze is used to cover up the immortal appearance; a cup of clear tea is used to clear up thoughts and wishes.
During her magnificent life, she navigated the world with her unique style. A touch of green makes the rivers and lakes sink; a drop of water makes the history of the world. At that time, she kept her name anonymous, and it was not until her beauty died while casting the Yu Fu and Chen Yuan swords that the world knew that she was the Lord Ningwei of Mingjian Pavilion, one of the six divisions of Ziliu Pavilion - Sword Ci.
Before that, her name was Ci Yue, and she was just a woman who liked to drink tea.
Small case: seven years of pursuit, seven years of love, a broken heart, and the past.
Conception: