In the 560th year of the Chengxia Kingdom, a princess was born, named Zuibi.
If at that time, Yuqing walked into Zuibi's world in embarrassment like the last broken ray of sunshine, then he walked out of Zuibi's world gracefully like an extinguished candle, without a single ripple. To Zuibi, Yuqing was pure, and she was afraid of dirtying him.
The bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening.