The mottled walls of the Forbidden City reflect the flow of history and the changes over time.
Once she traveled through the prosperous era of the Qing Dynasty, from the Saibei Prairie to the Forbidden Abyss, she struggled step by step and obeyed step by step. Living in the Qing Dynasty, I can't help myself.
Kowloon is rushing, and disputes are everywhere. She knows history, but she flies into the flames. Just for that Xiao Lang, he is safe day and night.
Later, she seemed to see him standing tall in the corridor, leading her into a dream.
Three hundred years later, under the Forbidden City, a gentle breeze blew across my face. History is frozen in pale historical scrolls, and the yellowed scroll in your hand is just like your appearance back then.