The Fu family's high pavilion is adjacent to the river, and the jade-wearing Luan sings and dances. The painted building is flying toward Nanpu clouds, and the bead curtain rolls into the west mountain rain at dusk.
Fu Yinchen was originally born into a wealthy and powerful family. Once her family was destroyed and all her relatives died, she managed to survive, but her memory was completely lost and her appearance was ruined.
A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. He, Liang Chengqi, is the son of the current Prime Minister. He is gentle and humble, has a graceful demeanor, and is courteous to the virtuous and corporal. He is treated with courtesy by his enemies and friends, and makes young women miss him in the bright moon and tall buildings. However, the city is quite deep and no one can find out.
The shadows in Xianyuntan Lake are long, and things change and the stars move several autumns. The balance of fate tilted slightly, the phoenix flute sounded, and the light from the jade pot turned. With a glance, the crowd searched for him thousands of times, and suddenly looking back, I suddenly realized that the man was actually there in the dim light.