Yuan Ge, a manager in the 21st century, is a modern white-collar worker. He goes out to the night market alone at night and unexpectedly travels to the Qing Dynasty.
The daughter of everyone, the body of a daughter, the beauty of the city. Kangxi, the Crown Prince, the Fourth Master, the Eighth Master, the Ninth Master, the Tenth Master, the Thirteenth Master, the Fourteenth Master, all the vivid characters in history flash before your eyes one by one. Should you catch the person in front of you, or should you continue to insist on your dream? A curtain of east wind brings a curtain of incense, a piece of beautiful music comes with a broken piece of music, a piece of paper brings tears, a piece of leftover smoke and a piece of frost. A pot of strong wine and a pot of cold wine, a light shadow on the ground and a window, a river of tobacco and a river of rain, a lifetime of lovesickness and a long dream.
A few episodes of lamentation and several lifetimes of joys and sorrows. It's ridiculous that I can't help but have my destiny. Even though the scenery lasted for a long time, in the end I had to look back and sigh that such prosperity was just a distant song of a painting building.
Reader comments
Come on Qiuqiu (? ??_??)?
I feel like Xu Fei is a bitch (ˉㅂˉՅ)
No, Master Ba has a big wife.
It's so similar, but I have a hobby, which is stewed pigeon. But I don't know what's going on recently, I always want to make a big stew too. Why do you think it is?
Come on Qiuqiu (? ??_??)?
I feel like Xu Fei is a bitch (ˉㅂˉՅ)
No, Master Ba has a big wife.
It's so similar, but I have a hobby, which is stewed pigeon. But I don't know what's going on recently, I always want to make a big stew too. Why do you think it is?