He was the subjugated prince of the Qin Dynasty, but he was also the most legendary crown prince in the world. He came with dignity and honor and left with a lifetime of legend. And the last fire lit by his own hands not only ignited the first smoke in this troubled world, but also burned up the legend of his life, burying the world-famous red makeup worn by Prince Minghuang forever, only to be carefully outlined and marveled by the pens of historians tens of millions of years later.
However, after what he originally thought was the end, the 11-year-old eldest daughter of the Gu family opened her eyes in the bloody world of the 21st century. After experiencing a series of unbelievable, unacceptable and helpless situations, she began her modern life with peace of mind. And the new legends are wonderfully staged one by one in her life, in those fateful encounters.
In the sky full of peach blossoms, she stood with her hands behind her hands: "Dear readers, this prince's play is not for free.
(I have always wanted to write an anti-travel book, and finally decided to write it. There is no outline and no predetermined ending. This is what I have always wanted to write, a story about freedom, about the soul, about responsibility, and of course about love.)
Mou Kong smiled slightly and was polite: "Girls, it's not for nothing. Please leave a few more words to prove that you have been here."