Will the Wind Abide in the Dust and the Fragrance of the Flowers Be Gone?

Lin Jing, the master of Lingxiao Pavilion, whose name is An Ran, has been dressed in Tsing Yi all year round. An Ran is like water, with unparalleled wisdom and scheming, and can change the clouds and rain, galloping around the court. However, he is blind, broken and sick, and he can no longer return to the Huaying son five years ago, wearing purple clothes and a jade belt, handsome and elegant, and his high-spirited style at the height of the sun. "You really don't hate those days..." Lin Anran said lightly: "I have forgotten those things, why do you mention them?" "If you forget, why bother coming back and getting dirty." An Ran was startled, and then she laughed. At that moment, her face was radiant, and she seemed to have regained her glory when all the flowers had fallen away. Are the flowers withered and all gone? It is already the fragrance of wind and dust. This article is slow to gain popularity and does not give up, RP guarantee.