Yuan Ge, a manager and modern office worker in the twenty-first century, went out alone to a night market one evening and unexpectedly transmigrated to the Qing Dynasty.
Born to a prominent family, blessed with wealth and beauty. Kangxi, the Crown Prince, the Fourth Prince, the Eighth Prince, the Ninth Prince, the Tenth Prince, the Thirteenth Prince, the Fourteenth Prince: vivid figures from history flashed before her one by one. Should she seize the person before her, or keep holding on to her dream of returning home? An eastern breeze behind the curtain, a fragrant breeze behind the curtain; a lovely melody on the zither, a sorrowful melody on the zither. A letter arrives, and with it, a page of tears; a fading brazier of smoke, a brazier of frost. A pot of strong wine, a pot gone cold; a faint shadow on the ground, a leaf against the window. A river of misty grass, a river of rain; a lifetime of longing, a dream that stretches on.
A few wistful moments, a few lifetimes of joy and sorrow. How laughable to think my fate is mine to command, not Heaven’s. Though I found that time stretched on, in the end I could only look back and sigh: all that splendor was no more than a distant song from a painted tower.
No, Master Ba has a big wife.
This look is definitely that of the male protagonist.
Is Master Ba the kind of gentle supporting actor?
Come on Qiuqiu (???_??)?
Qiu, can you tell me who the heroine ends up with?
Qiuqiu writes well, the heroine is so brave. Like it!!