Who would have thought that the future mistress of Baihualou would be a young woman with low martial arts skills but full of evil ideas?
Who would have thought that this heartless little girl could also encounter a vigorous and ancient love?
Can every flower bloom in front of the person you love most in the most beautiful season?
Is it true that every nightingale can sing wildly in front of the beloved rose?
Is it true that every sad woman can bravely raise her head in the face of fate?