Banshan Pavilion

The setting sun in the middle of the mountain saw the woodcutter talking to each other, and the monk returned alone along the path of cold pine trees. Looking down from the mid-level pavilion, you can see the lush bamboo forest and cypress trees. The clouds are steaming and the clouds are rising, the wind is surging, and the mountains are stacked and colorful. There are a few peach blossoms floating in the clear pool on the mountain, reflecting the continuous green indigo in the distance and the cranes flying from time to time. Jiang Han always likes to hold a pot of bamboo leaf green and drink it alone in front of the white clouds. Tang Shutong also loved playing the piano solo. From now on, they are no longer alone. The two people in the pavilion looked at each other and smiled. This is a love story between a genius prince who always felt that his talent was not appreciated, and the Tang family's legitimate son who was forced to dress up in women's clothing and perform the dance. Tang Shutong got lost in confusion and came to Banshan Pavilion to meet the melancholy Prince Jiang. Jiang Han: "This girl...?" Tang Shutong: "..." Master, I am a man! ! ! So Jiang Han ran to Banshan Pavilion as soon as he left the court, and Tang Shutong also deliberately got lost every day. Jiang Han: "Sir, you've drunk too much, why don't you go down to the mansion and rest!" Tang Shutong: "Okay." Wait, something doesn't seem right! ! ! This article is cruelty-free, little cuties can eat it with confidence. Intention: Be positive, improve yourself, and get love